Was I sad? Maybe a bit. Instead I rejoiced in finding them new homes outside the scrap metal dump.
The 306 left home just before these four did. Another machine that was given to me. I was happy to pass it along.
I have had no bites on the needs wiring 15-91 a friend literally dumped on me. I guess I will have to re-wire it myself and see if it will go then. I also have a very old back clamp Red Eye 66. The decals are worn. But for 15 bucks?
Off I go now. More culling and sorting. I'm getting to the point where I want to keep the ones I have left. After looking at Steven's stash of camping equipment, piled high in the shop before we packed it into the trailer for this trip up to the new house, I think I might be allowed to keep what's left. Maybe.