Ah, here I am safely on my side of the fence! And on the other side is the British Motorcycle Association of Colorado holding the sale as per the terms laid out by the late, great Sherman Schroeder. Dear Sherman worked many years and invested many dollars to accumulate a garage full of frames, motors, wheels and every part imaginable for a British Motorcyle. The ad that ran stated very clearly that these parts were only for Truimph, Indian, Norton, Matchless and things like that. Harley owners were out of luck completely. Sherman and two of his friends started the club back in 1983 in Denver. Now it is centralized in Colorado Springs. As a true Brother of the Wheel, he remembered the club in his will by donating that whole side of the garage to them!
This little fellow is Mark Bosworth from St. Louis, Sherman's birthplace. He and Sherman remained friends for over 30 years. Like Mark said, " I was a snot nosed kid and I met this old guy with a garage full of really neat stuff and he let me hang out with him. It was so cool!" And the friendship survived all those years and it was Mark who stayed with Sherman on several occasions when he was not well. Mark took him to radiation and cooked for him and held his hand as well as his head. Truer friendship hath no man. See the little fellow shooting back at me with his camera? I ought to warm his little fanny for him!
And under this pile of tee shirts dating back to the beginning of the club is a "kit car" that Sherman was working on when I met him and is still not done. He has three sets of everything he needs to finish it except the frame and the body. 3 motors, 3 sets of headlights, 3 carburetors, etc. (you get the picture!)
So I got to tell you about the sale. Until noon it was only open to the club members. Now remember the club gets all the receipts. So here is the scenario...the club members are buying the items and are jacking up thier prices to themselves because it all benefits them anyway. Ever watch a bunch of bikers talking to themselves? One of the fellows who shall remain nameless had 3 different colored markers in his pocket. One color for the asking price, one color for the price he wanted to pay, and one color for the actual selling price. I told him if he only had a yellow marker he could have drawn sunflowers on everything!
But it was a fun day and when it was over, we saw the floor in Sherman's garage for the first time since I met the man! And we were all sure that Sheman was up there some where watching and smiling because every bit of anything that left that garage Saturday had at some point in time been held by him, paid for by him, and probably moved around the garage many times by him. And we are secure in the knowledge that we are doing everything just the way he wanted it done. Everything is going to a place where it will be cherished by the new owner and I know some of his parts will eventually make it to Bonneville, every BMAC members dream!
Namaste!
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