I was young and dumb in the early 1990's. I was dating a girl from south of Saginaw, Michigan. We went up to visit her mother for Christmas. She had just bought 15 acres of land with a huge old barn on it. That weekend her mother decided we were going to clean out the barn and burn the barn down because it was "old". I went in there and it was full of old aviation stuff. I still have a few hydraulic emergency hand pumps that I found in there. The prize, that I thought was junk at the time, was the fuselage of a Curtiss Jenny. There was no engine and most of the fabric was gone. The termites had really done a good job eating most of it, so in my 20 year old wisdom, I decided to burn it because it was beyond restoration. Looking back I can't believe that me, the king of save every pile of junk out there, through the Jenny on the burn pile. At the time I never considered that all of the little metal brackets would be priceless to someone. What an idiot.
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The nose art/aviation artist and general lunatic from Houston, Texas
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