Fork Legs +

 

This one seems rather timely. There was a special on the 9/11 attack on television Thursday night. In the 24 years since the towers came down, there seems to be a lot of unanswered questions remaining about what actually caused the towers to come down, including one that wasn't hit by an airplane but came down as slick as can be like it was a controlled demolition. And of course, I'm way past believing anything the government tells me. That's the paranoia Buffalo Springfield refers to in the song.

And now there's been another assassination. I wasn't too familiar with Charlie Kirk, but I've been amazed at the vitriol that's been spewed on the web. How about a bit of compassion for the poor guy's widow and children? One of these days, things are going to kick off between the blue-haired people and the old fat guys and the keyboard warriors are going to regret some of the things they've been posting on social media.

I've got the mailbox mounting bracket primed and painted, ready for installation. I also finished stripping all the paint off the second fork leg. There's still plenty of sanding marks on them, some from me and some from the factory. I ran them on the buffer to see how they'd clean up and they don't look all that bad right now. However, I'm going to go back over them with some 600-grit emery cloth, hit them with the Scotch-Brite pad and then buff them again. They should look plenty good enough after that. I just have to take care not to scratch them when I install the new seals. I've got several things on the calendar for next week, but putting the front end back together is on the agenda, as is the brackets for mounting the school bells for the sister-in-law. 

The ham radio club is hosting their annual car show today. Unfortunately, there's rain in the forecast. Might be a small turnout, like last year. I'm going over to help out and talk to the president about getting my antenna up in the trees while I'm there. I've got a radio and a power supply, an antenna and a ground rod should have me up and running.

The grandson is scheduled to come down tomorrow and give me a hand on some outdoor work and get the head installed on the column of the new drill press. I wish I had a little more room along the wall where the big drill is currently at. It would be nice if I could put the 1/2" drill next to it, rather than in the back of the shop - especially since I don't heat the back part in the winter.

Be safe out there, my friends. Avoid crowds and be kind to your fellow man.