A couple weekends ago I see a redhead pop up locally. After looking at the ad I think, damn that thing is clean, I want it. Upon closer inspection it's a 1978, my birth-year kettle, I NEED IT! Listing pics:
Unfortunately I wouldn't be around over the weekend and that's the only time the seller can make it to his parents house (which he is cleaning out). I write back saying I will offer him more money if he will hold it for me. Soon thereafter
@eLLWOODgGLEN posts the listing and says he is going after it. I didn't want to start a bidding war, so I back out.
That weekend I get this picture from Glen, another note saying he picked up anther red MBH on the same trip, and a final note saying the '78 is mine if I want it. I almost jumped out of my chair with excitement.
I met up with Glen and picked up the kettle a few days later. He's gone as far as to clean the kettle and it's spotless. He wouldn't take my cash and wished me a happy birthday. Luckily I had a Weber lantern in the trunk that I was planning to give him as a thank you. Here she is when I got her home. She's a beauty and aside from a little crazing from the banked cooking, is near perfect:
Finally, here is my new kettle with her older, Patent Pending, brother. I'm trying to convince myself I need both, but the Patent Pending will likely need a new home sometime in the near future.
Thanks again
@eLLWOODgGLEN! Tons of kettle karma is headed in your direction.