Elizabeth lived in small rural town in just outside of Denver, Colorado on a small cattle farm. Growing up on the farm meant lots of time spent in the barn doing daily chores and of course well deserved play time. In this barn, tucked in the corner, was a old wooden crate. It was a fantastic place for her to hold the weekly tea party, or as a stage platform for the never popular barn yard theater productions.All her youth Elizabeth found multiple purposes for this crate but never once asked her father what was inside of it. As she grew older she just assumed that it was a piece of old farm equipment that he father never used.It was a couple of year ago her father passed away and left her the small farm for a inheritance. She and her family started to clean out the barn to get the property ready to sell, and she came across the old wooden crate still sealed up tight. Her husband grabbed a crow bar and a hammer and proceeded to open the crate up. Elizabeth heard her husband scream like never before, she dropped what she was doing and ran over to her husband gazing into the crate. There sitting in mint factory showroom condition never used a Ford Model A.How many crates do we have in our barns? How many times have we played or worked around an opportunity without even asking a question what it is, or taking the risk and opening it up to see what's inside.This is a true story I changed Elizabeths name as a courtesy and yes she was offered a nice sum of money for the vehicle.
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I think I am going barn hunting and going to try and find my model A
Awsome
Justin