So I have a 2nd job (part time) where i work for the YMCA wrenching on broken treadmills, ellipticals and whatever equipment breaks. You'd be surprised the amount of side biz i get from members that have equip at home that need service. Anyways, a trainer at the Y gives me a number of a lady who needs her treadmill looked at (quiet now hugh). I call and schedule a time to go over. I find the problem, make a few repairs, meet her husband, blah blah blah. On my way out the door with cash in hand, the husband sees my 60. His eyes get big and he says, "come back in here". He leads me downstairs to his man-cave. Sitting ever so peacefully down there is a beautiful '76 FJ40 with license plate "NO JEEP". Has STLCA stickers all over it and other garb. His name is Mike, he lives here in North Chatt, works for TVA and knows Rodger. He said he used to be involved in the club but got busy with life and never renewed his membership. Anyways, we chatted for a while, just thought i'd let you guys know. Cool fella.
