I hustled to find Russell, and share my treasure. I drug him back. He was not as impressed as I. "It's not even complete," he said. He wasn't telling me anything, I didn't already know.
"Maybe we can look around and find a cabinet. There's all kind of stuff everywhere." That much was true. We were standing in an old barn, surrounded by a lifetime of an avid radio collector's finds. His son, unfortunately, didn't share his father's passion. Everything had to go.
Russ did find several things interesting about my beautiful find. "Interesting circuit. Only a single interstage transformer was used. The tube functions aren't in logical, functional order. Detector is on the far right in a vibration-isolated socket."
Yeah," I agreed.
About this time another young couple approached. "Oh, look at that radio," she swooned to her husband. Oh, no. Competition. I knew immediately she had her eyes on IT.
Meanwhile, Russ--seemingly oblivious to the interlopers-- continued to access my find. "It's been equipped with six RCA Cunningham 201A tubes. Two have interesting historical service shop test info. One is from Portland, OR...these shouldn't be removed.."
"Heck no, that's not a bad tube. Let's get it. I just know we can find a box for it." I quickly swept it up into the safety of my arms, just as the young couple got within reaching distance.
I held my treasure close to my chest as we continued to browse through the ancient electronics. After awhile it began to get a bit heavy, but I wasn't about to put it down.
Quite amazingly, Russ found a box for it- nearly a perfect fit. We loaded our precious finds into the truck. I locked the canopy. We settled our tab, and headed home- with just enough money left for gas.
Till next time, when I share today's excitement,
Have you ever found an extra-special treasure that almost slipped away? Love to hear about it.