Fisker Electric Invades 1850’s Frankfort

I received a rude awakening this evening and I lost a bet too. After supper, I mounted my trusty Gold Rush recumbent bicycle and gave my legs some punishment. Since I haven’t ridden seriously in several years I am limiting my rides to five or ten miles. This evening I rode to the library and from there into town. The total distance logged was 4.5 miles. I would have ridden further except for an unusual sighting. As I passed the Grainery building on the Old Plank Trail I spied an unusually beautiful sports car. I passed by a few feet when the old “what’s wrong with this picture” mechanism went off in my head. I stopped to go back and take pictures. What was wrong? The car was plugged in to an outlet. The Village of Frankfort decided to be the first village with a public charging space for all-electric cars. That’s how I lost the bet. When I first learned of the Village decision to install the charging station, I bet a friend that it would never be used, and our tax dollars wasted.

I parked the bike and started snapping pictures with my smart phone. Then I heard someone call  my name. I looked up to see an old Folks on Spokes friend whom I haven’t seen in eight years. We stood admiring the car. Bernie is a Science teacher and is very pro green movement. He lectured me on how this car is the future of our country. I lectured back to him that it will be at least another hundred years before the electric car is practical enough to want one. He argued back about the new product curve. Yes, new products follow a cost vs volume curve that is very flat when a product is introduced, but as sales continue, the volume curve begins to slope up, the price begins coming down and the curve gets steeper. Eventually, we all have  one of the products and they are so cheap no one can afford to make them except in third world countries where labor goes for eighteen cents an hour. As we argued the merits pro and con for the electrics a man walked up and unplugged the car.

“Are you the owner,” I asked him.

“Yes I am,” he announced proudly.

“You can thank me now,” I replied.

“Why.”

“Because my tax dollars went toward building your Finnish car.”

“Oh, they didn’t go toward this one, they are going into a new model that hasn’t been built yet.”

The discussion went on for another fifteen minutes. I learned the car can get this guy all the way to the Sears Tower in Chicago (35 miles) where he works, but he needs a charge to get home(the total all-electric range is fifty miles) . If he runs out of juice a small gas-powered engine turns on and runs a generator to charge the batteries.

“How much does it weigh?” I asked.

“Fifty-five hundred pounds. It really rides nice and solid.”

Just before he got in to pull away he offered that I am getting hit twice, because Frankfort uses an honor system to collect for the electricity he used to charge.

The charging station has pictures of all the major credit cards on it, but no collection slot to swipe the card.

“I have an APP for that,”

He just made me want to run right out and buy one of these suckers. My friend Bernie will probably do it.

“There is probably an MP3 player feeding a V8 rumble noise to bystanders,I said.

“Naw,” said Bernie, “they make a whirring sound.”

The Fisker whirred out of the lot and into the night. I wonder if he will make it home now that he has to use headlights?

Finnish Electric Car

Fisker

Electric Car Charging Station in 1850’s Frankfort

Are You Kidding Me?

Illinois State Elegance

Illinois State Elegance (Photo credit: Michael J. Linden)

Last night Peggy and I attended a Tea Party meeting and heard some wonderful speakers. Among them were two candidates for Congress in new districts that stretch from Chicago to Frankfort. Don Peloquin (R- Blue Island) is going against Bobby Rush, and Brian Woodward (R- Kankakee) is up  against Jesse Jackson Jr.  Just how did Jesse Jr. escape prosecution when Blagojevich didn’t is not clear. Better yet, how did conservative Will County become attached to Cook County and Chicago? We are thirty five miles southwest of the heart of Chicago, and twenty miles from the closest border of the city. When Liberals want to use the Constitution to their advantage they do, and after the 2010 Census they redistricted to their advantage in order to destroy the Republicans in WIll County. When liberals don’t believe in the Constitution like the First and Second Amendments they trash the document as useless paper written by a bunch of old guys who talked funny. Both candidates face a tough challenge against a strong democrat machine convinced they are infallible, and  thus cannot be defeated.

Speaker Judy Ogalla gave insight into the proposed third airport for Chicago. She is a long-standing member of STAND (Shut This Airport Nightmare Down). She and her group have battled the state to keep family farms from unlawful takeover  by Illinois. Did I just say the State is unlawful? How could that possibly be? Ask George Ryan former governor. You may contact George in prison. The Illinois Department of Transportation regularly threatens residents with eminent domain when the property in question has never been declared necessary for an airport, or anything for that matter. In the meantime, the out of money State continues to pour borrowed money into an unapproved project. WHY? Could it be that Jesse Jackson Jr. is flexing his muscle to get votes, or is he out to make a fast buck?

During the break, I spoke to Tuck Marshall a former candidate for Township Board. He is also a certified firearms trainer. I asked him if he had any classes coming up, because I now had my FOID (Firearm Owners Identification) and want to take the next step. Before I could say another word, he asked if Peggy had a FOID? Why would she need one, she will not even come into the same room with a gun? The Answer: If I leave home and she is in the house alone with a firearm, and she is not registered she commits a felony. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? You mean the State of Illinois will put cuffs on a little old lady for living in a house with a firearm that she hasn’t even got a clue about where it is kept? Yep.

I wonder how many of the murderers in Illinois had a FOID and a spouse who did too? Illinois is 90% democrat and democrats like to tell you how to live.

Stupid is as stupid does, It is the Progressive way.

Fluffy White Stuff

Very often I begin to feel sorry for myself. My kids don’t call, the sun isn’t shining, I feel lousy, my waistline is growing, all I ever do is eat, nobody reads my Blog, you know the stuff that will get anyone into a frazzled downer. Then I get a photograph like the one below, and life changes. I get invigorated, I feel lucky, my joints don’t ache anymore, life is good again. What is it that makes me feel so good, well for one thing, I love to look at pretty snow scenes, but when I have to shovel I hate snow. When all I have to do is look at it I love it.

This scene in Saint Joseph, Michigan from Sunday, 10 February 2012, is what a lake effect snow looks like when Mother Nature dumps twenty-four inches of fluffy white stuff. I love it because it is there, if it were in my yard, I’d hate it.

This is what twenty-four inches of snow looks like. It's beautiful isn't it?

Car Auction Surprise

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A car enthusiast friend of mine sent a link to a car auction that took place last weekend November 3,4,5, 2011. It is the Lee Hartung collection in Glenview, IL. I learned that Lee Hartung collected anything that interested him. Most of it dealt with transportation, i.e. cars, trucks, airplanes, motors, toy cars, bicycles, motor cycles, out board motors.

He lived on a four-acre plot surrounded by upscale subdivisions and accumulated an amazing amount of junk since he started collecting in 1949. There were no upscale subdivisions in Glenview in 1949, so he got there first and did what he pleased with his piece of heaven. I spent an hour watching the videos on u-tube showing the various stuff. Today I thought, why not see if there is anything on the auction results. For fun, Google Results Lee Hartung Auction and look at some of the stuff and the prices it brought.

I had to learn about Lee Hartung. Who was he? What did he do for a living.  There is not much about the man, but I did find one news article that said he dealt in scrap metals and hauling. I guess there is money in junk. His collection is testimony to that.

All of this stimulated my memory to recall a work associate Carl Swanson telling me in 1964 that when he was young there was a car company for every letter of the alphabet. Carl was already sixty-eight when I met him so his youth went back to the nineteen ten through twenty period. I started a spread sheet and began listing American car companies by the letter of the alphabet. I thought I did pretty good listing thirty-eight cars and covering nineteen letters. Then I got the idea to Google American cars A to Z. I got a pretty extensive list, but the one I chose to study was the Wikipedia list of defunct United States automobile manufacturers. WOW! The list put me in shock.

Not only are there manufacturers for every letter of the alphabet there are hundreds of them. I counted seventeen hundred and ninety-four manufacturers. All out of business by bankruptcy or by assimilation into another company.

The early nineteen hundreds was a prolific time for car makers. Everyone had a better idea for how to make a car, but only a few have survived. When you think about it, there are only three manufacturers left in the United States, Ford, GM, and Chrysler. Between them they produce Ford, Mercury, Lincoln, Chevrolet, Buick, Cadillac, Dodge, and Chrysler. Eight out of seventeen hundred and ninety-four is a worse average than I had with my list.

Collectors have a long way to go to find a single item from each company. I think it would be just as hard to find a photo of all the defunct cars listed by Wikipedia.

What happened? Competition. The weak fell or were bought out. Currently the American car companies continue to struggle in the competitive battle against foreign companies to decide who will eventually win.

What is your guess? Will the United States automobile industry fade into oblivion, or will it survive for many more years?

Here is my list:

111107-American Car Companies A

Spring Variety Show-1955

Homer's Barbershop Quartet

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During Junior year at Mendel the announcement came about a special activity.  I signed up to be in a variety show.  Mendel Men and the girls from neighboring schools were the performers.  I really didn’t know what I was signing up for but I thought it would be fun.  Mister Schulp recruited students to come for try outs.  He organized a chorale group.  A bunch of boys showed up.  He asked each of us to sing a line to test our voices. For some strange reason, he chose me as one of the singers.

This activity created another reason for me to stay at school longer. On days when we rehearsed, and I had to work too, I rarely got home before nine p.m.  On singing only days, I made it home by seven to do homework.

We rehearsed singing in harmony. Until that time, I didn’t know harmony existed, nor could I read music.  I learned to like singing, but it was hard to stay on a line of notes when the guys next to me sang something different into my ear.

Mr. Schulp was patient, but kept pushing and training.  Eventually, we started to sound better. About a month before the performance, the show went into rehearsal at an auditorium west of Mendel down 111th Street.  The stage rehearsals were in the evening, and Dad let me drive the Green Hornet, to the rehearsals.

The chorale did several numbers, the last one being  a barbershop quartet.  That was my first experience with barber shop harmony. The chorale members wore suits with a white shirt and tie.  The barbershop quartet had to change into a red and white striped jacket and a straw hat for their number. My part in the show was short, but I stayed till the end of rehearsal to see all the performers.

Mom and Dad came to the show and enjoyed themselves.  The event was a big hit and a lot of fun.  I never sang in a group again after that experience.