Back on page 2, I said I have a "wooden box" I keep various fasteners in. There's a story about it. I used to be good friends with an E.R. Physician at one of the hospitals I worked at. For his birthday one year, I gave him a "Chainsaw" I made; it was an old hacksaw that I welded a length of chain to, welded on a spark plug, and attached a spark plug wire. He got a kick out of it, and he returned the favor by building my wooden box; it was made to look like and function like a dumpster you'd find at any business. He was a woodworker for a hobby. About a foot long, 9 inches wide, and 8 inches tall with a bifold door on top. He glued sewing spools cut in half on the ends so the truck could pick it up with, then painted it silver. A miniature dumpster. I used to keep my Pro Bracket 56 Chevrolet, and later my FED, at a self service storage complex. I'd stop almost daily on my way to work to check out my garage sized locker, and the dumpster. People would through all kinds of useful stuff away. That's where the miniature dumpster idea came from. That was around 1976, and I still have it. Dr. Bert DeGroot; he passed away 35 years ago. He'd had an artificial valve put in his heart, over time it developed a fungus infection that a clump broke loose from and logged in his brain. He'd temporarily go blind, "brain blindness", and had to retire from Medicine. He also could no longer drive because of it. But, he still rode his bike every day. He died in a bike-car accident in California while visiting his son. Very sad day for a lot of us. I think of him everytime I open my little dumpster looking for an odd sized bolt or nut. I am Butch/56sedandelivery.