Subject: Re: [Healeys] Healey Memories---more about the kindness of bygone days

From: Michael Oritt <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 28 Dec 2021 20:41:04 -0500

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I attended Conclave in Grand Rapids, MN in 2001 and the plan was for my
wife to fly into Duluth so we could come home to MD via the UP and possibly
Canada.  I met her at the airport, threw her bag in the boot, pushed the
"Start" button and BANG--followed by smoke and loud exhaust noise, etc.
Clearly a blown head gasket.  I had my membership book with me and
reached out to Bob Bell of Duluth who had just returned from the event with
car problems of his own. Nevertheless he met me and I was able to coax the
car to his house nearby.

Bob pretty much put his life on hold for a couple of days: We pulled the
head to find that the bridge between cylinders 1 and 2 was eroded.  Bob was
a welder and he carefully laid in some metal and built the bridge back up.
After a trip to the machine shop to make things flat we put the head back
on and voila--a running car again!  The repair lasted me back to MD and I
ultimately replaced the head with a DW AL model, but that's a different
story.

Bob and his wife put us up at their home and just couldn't do enough for
us. Fortunately I have had the opportunity to pay it forward to some other
Healey folks in mild distress--That's how it works!

On Tue, Dec 28, 2021 at 7:26 PM RCobb <[email-masked]> wrote:

> This is auto-related, but my AH didn't arrive in my life for another 15
> years:
>
> The Time: Midnight, Dec. 28, 1968
>
> The Place: Woodland, CA, USA  (aka..."The Twilight Zone")
>
> The scene: A rural highway stop light, waiting for it to turn green in
> order to complete the final 100 miles returning to my parents' home
> following a several-hundred-mile jaunt to visit a college friend over
> Christmas break.  Driving a borrowed '66 Mustang.
>
> Action: In the midst of heavy Central CA tule fog, while at the stop
> light, billowing steam begins coming from under the hood.
>
> I turned at the traffic light and ended up on the main drag of
> Woodland.  There was only one gas station open, with one employee
> present.  He was an over-the-road trucker, taking a week or two off,
> during the holidays.
>
> Being on the main drag, and being the only gas station open, cruisers
> were very visible in the street, making U-turns through the station, to
> head back up the street.  This of course, caused the gong to sound, each
> time a car passed over the pneumatic hoses laid-out to notify staff that
> a customer had pulled-in.
>
> At that point in my life, the most I had ever done, auto-mechanics-wise
> was change the oil in a car, so I was no help in diagnosing or
> correcting the problem, which most of you recognize as a bad water pump.
>
> The mechanic, being the only one on duty was having to divide his time
> between pumping gas and working on the Mustang...which seriously
> prolonged the experience.
>
> By this time it was at least 1 am.  Fortunately, for me, the mechanic
> knew how to reach the parts manager for the local Ford dealership and
> called him.  He came down to the dealership, picked up the water pump
> and delivered it to us!
>
> Within about another hour, I was on my way, marveling that a water pump
> was as readily available in this small town...in the middle of the night.
>
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<div dir=3D"ltr"><div class=3D"gmail_default" style=3D"color:#3333ff">I att=
ended Conclave in Grand Rapids, MN in 2001 and the plan was for my wife to =
fly into Duluth so we could come home to MD via the UP and possibly Canada.=
=C2=A0 I met her at the airport, threw her bag in the boot, pushed the &quo=
t;Start&quot; button and BANG--followed by smoke and loud exhaust noise, et=
c.=C2=A0 Clearly a blown head gasket.=C2=A0 I had my membership book with m=
e and reached=C2=A0out to Bob Bell of Duluth who had just returned from the=
 event with car problems of his own. Nevertheless he met me and I was able =
to coax the car to his house nearby.</div><div class=3D"gmail_default" styl=
e=3D"color:#3333ff"><br></div><div class=3D"gmail_default" style=3D"color:#=
3333ff">Bob pretty much put his life on hold for a couple of days: We pulle=
d=C2=A0the head to find that the bridge between cylinders 1 and 2 was erode=
d.=C2=A0 Bob was a welder and he carefully laid in some=C2=A0metal and buil=
t the bridge back up.=C2=A0 After a trip to the machine shop to make things=
 flat we put the head back on and voila--a running car again!=C2=A0 The rep=
air lasted me back to MD and I ultimately=C2=A0replaced the head with a DW =
AL model, but that&#39;s a different story.</div><div class=3D"gmail_defaul=
t" style=3D"color:#3333ff"><br></div><div class=3D"gmail_default" style=3D"=
color:#3333ff">Bob and his wife put us up at their=C2=A0home and just could=
n&#39;t do enough for us. Fortunately I have had the opportunity to pay it =
forward to some other Healey folks=C2=A0in mild distress--That&#39;s how it=
 works!=C2=A0</div></div><br><div class=3D"gmail_quote"><div dir=3D"ltr" cl=
ass=3D"gmail_attr">On Tue, Dec 28, 2021 at 7:26 PM RCobb &lt;<a href=3D"mai=
lto:[email-masked]">[email-masked]</a>&gt; wrote:<br></div><blockquote cl=
ass=3D"gmail_quote" style=3D"margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid=
 rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex">This is auto-related, but my AH didn&#3=
9;t arrive in my life for another 15 <br>
years:<br>
<br>
The Time: Midnight, Dec. 28, 1968<br>
<br>
The Place: Woodland, CA, USA=C2=A0 (aka...&quot;The Twilight Zone&quot;)<br=
<br>
The scene: A rural highway stop light, waiting for it to turn green in <br>
order to complete the final 100 miles returning to my parents&#39; home <br=
following a several-hundred-mile jaunt to visit a college friend over <br>
Christmas break.=C2=A0 Driving a borrowed &#39;66 Mustang.<br>
<br>
Action: In the midst of heavy Central CA tule fog, while at the stop <br>
light, billowing steam begins coming from under the hood.<br>
<br>
I turned at the traffic light and ended up on the main drag of <br>
Woodland.=C2=A0 There was only one gas station open, with one employee <br>
present.=C2=A0 He was an over-the-road trucker, taking a week or two off, <=
br>
during the holidays.<br>
<br>
Being on the main drag, and being the only gas station open, cruisers <br>
were very visible in the street, making U-turns through the station, to <br=
head back up the street.=C2=A0 This of course, caused the gong to sound, ea=
ch <br>
time a car passed over the pneumatic hoses laid-out to notify staff that <b=
r>
a customer had pulled-in.<br>
<br>
At that point in my life, the most I had ever done, auto-mechanics-wise <br=
was change the oil in a car, so I was no help in diagnosing or <br>
correcting the problem, which most of you recognize as a bad water pump.<br=
<br>
The mechanic, being the only one on duty was having to divide his time <br>
between pumping gas and working on the Mustang...which seriously <br>
prolonged the experience.<br>
<br>
By this time it was at least 1 am.=C2=A0 Fortunately, for me, the mechanic =
<br>
knew how to reach the parts manager for the local Ford dealership and <br>
called him.=C2=A0 He came down to the dealership, picked up the water pump =
<br>
and delivered it to us!<br>
<br>
Within about another hour, I was on my way, marveling that a water pump <br=
was as readily available in this small town...in the middle of the night.<b=
r>
<br>
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From: "BJ8Healeys" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 2021 09:56:01 -0500

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During Southeastern Healey Classic in Gatlinburg, Tennessee in September =
2002, Michael Oritt was navigating for me in the fun rally.  We missed a =
clue, which both of us recognized too late, so I whipped off into a =
paved side road to turn around.  I missed the big pot hole and hit it =
hard with the left front wheel.  Ouch!

We continued the rally but came upon a couple of ladies whose Healey was =
dead in the water, so we stopped to help them.  Realizing our hopes of =
winning the rally now were gone, we just went back to the hotel. =20

Later that evening, I participated in a slow-speed Healey parade through =
downtown.  Each time I ran over a manhole cover, I could feel a knock in =
the steering column.  The next morning, I discovered the left front =
shock had ripped the top of the tower on three sides and the shock was =
rocking back against the column. =20

=20

This was a real problem =E2=80=93 where to find a welder on Sunday =
morning in Gatlinburg?  Obviously, I couldn=E2=80=99t drive the car 500 =
miles back home.  Once my problem became known, a group of Healeyites =
gathered around offering suggestions.   Bill Walton of the Carolinas AHC =
in Charlotte said he had trailered his BT7 to Gatlinburg behind his =
motor home, and could trailer my BJ8 back to Pete Delaney=E2=80=99s shop =
in Charlotte for repair if I would drive his BT7.   Wow, would I! =20

=20

Steve Byers

BJ8 Registry

AHCA Delegate at Large

Havelock, NC  USA

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<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>During Southeastern Healey Classic in Gatlinburg, =
Tennessee in
September 2002, Michael Oritt was navigating for me in the fun =
rally.=C2=A0 We
missed a clue, which both of us recognized too late, so I whipped off =
into a paved
side road to turn around.=C2=A0 I missed the big pot hole and hit it =
hard with the
left front wheel.=C2=A0 Ouch!<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>We continued the rally but came upon a couple of ladies =
whose
Healey was dead in the water, so we stopped to help them.=C2=A0 =
Realizing our hopes
of winning the rally now were gone, we just went back to the =
hotel.=C2=A0 <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>Later that evening, I participated in a slow-speed Healey =
parade
through downtown.=C2=A0 Each time I ran over a manhole cover, I could =
feel a knock
in the steering column.=C2=A0 The next morning, I discovered the left =
front shock
had ripped the top of the tower on three sides and the shock was rocking =
back against
the column.=C2=A0 <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>This was a real problem =E2=80=93 where to find a welder =
on Sunday
morning in Gatlinburg?=C2=A0 Obviously, I couldn=E2=80=99t drive the car =
500 miles back
home.=C2=A0 Once my problem became known, a group of Healeyites gathered =
around
offering suggestions.=C2=A0 =C2=A0Bill Walton of the Carolinas AHC in =
Charlotte said he
had trailered his BT7 to Gatlinburg behind his motor home, and could =
trailer my
BJ8 back to Pete Delaney=E2=80=99s shop in Charlotte for repair if I =
would drive his
BT7.=C2=A0=C2=A0 Wow, would I!=C2=A0 <o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
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<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>Steve Byers<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>BJ8 Registry<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>AHCA Delegate at Large<o:p></o:p></span></p>

<p class=3DMsoNormal><span =
style=3D'font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";
color:#1F497D'>Havelock, NC=C2=A0 USA<o:p></o:p></span></p>

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