He is in Phelan in the high desert.
Interesting story:
The first time I went to his place I needed a bunch of parts for the 68 Satellite wagon.
So the missus and I take our list and head east from the beach to the desert along with about $300.00.
Once there we discover that he has things we didnt know we needed but could now not possibly live without.
The discussion goes someting like this:
"Darrell, do you have this?" I ask looking at my list.
"Oh sure" he replies. "Do you want okay, nice or really nice?"
"Do you have that?" I ask of another item on my list.
"Yup, I got 3 of those too"
And so it goes. We keep finding parts and stacking them up.
Finally my wife nudges me that the pile is getting large and that we should pay up and go.
So I ask him, "How much for the lot?"
His reply, "$600.00 should about do it."
"DOH!!!, I think I will have to come back with some more money." I tell him.
That is when he did something I will never foget and forever changed the way I feel about "us Mopar people".
He says, "No. Take all of it now and send me a check for the rest in a week or two."
I told him, "You dont even know me. Are you sure?"
He says, "Sure I do. We just did buisness and I only do buisness with honest people so I know you are good for it."
With that he handed me an envelope with his mailing address on it.
He was right. I sent him a check the next week.
We have been friends and doing buisness ever since.
I bought my convertible from him as a disassembled mostly rust free project.
I have gotten a rebuilt 440+6 motor that has been pulling strong since the day I first fired it up.
K-frame, fuel tank, brackets, and a ton of small items and I still call him regularly.
In fact when the window in my wagon shattered, I knew just who to call.
"68 Satellite wagon passenger forward side window?" "I have that." he says.
What a guy.
Wondering if its in the LA area, I do go there now and then :crazy:
