Just inherited an ancient Mark V
Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 12:20 pm
Hi, thought I'd introduce myself. I just inherited a very old ShopSmith, SS#314189. I'm told it was built in 1955 (way before my time!) As far as I know, my grandfather bought the machine brand new. He died 30 years ago when I was 4. I had heard stories from my uncle (who helped raise me) that Grandpa had been a pretty good woodworker, and I still have a toychest shaped like a steamboat from Grandpa to prove it.
I went 'pro' about 5 years ago and opened a small cabinet shop. The machines are mostly European, and when my uncle heard what I spent on the big Mini Max, he about fell over. After regaining his composure, he made a comment that Grandpa had a 'combination' machine too, built in America, but it had been lost decades ago. My uncle was about the least mechanically inclined person I know, so I didn't push him for any details.
Anyway, my uncle died suddenly in Indianapolis about a month ago. He was a long-haul truck driver and had a massive heart attack at a truckstop there. I'm his only heir, so it was up to me to deal with the estate. He had a cabin in the mountains west of Prescott, AZ, but he hadn't visited it in 15 years. I live in Tucson, so I went up there last week to check it out.
Turns out that squatters had been living on the property, and had either stolen or trashed anything of value. No kidding, the trash in the house was 5 feet deep in some places. My crew and I cleared the house, then moved to the garage. I was working on removing one of the many abandoned vehicles on the property when one of my guys said, "Hey, come look at this!"
Burried under a pile of trash and plywood, they had uncovered the corner of a ShopSmith. We carefully removed all the debris, and sure enough, there was the machine, my Grandpa's name still visible where he'd written it on the blade. Right next to the machine was his workbench, vise and sharpening jig still attached. I was floored.
We brought the machine back to Tucson, and I completely disassembled it last night. Ordered new bearings, speed control handle, and a new gilmer belt this morning. Everything else looks good. The dry climate of Az has it's advantages!
I've really no use for this machine, but I feel compelled to make it work again. Somehow I think both Grandpa and my uncle would be proud.
Didn't take any pics when I got it back, but I'll take a few of the headstock before I clean it up. Man, is that thing dirty!
Jon
I went 'pro' about 5 years ago and opened a small cabinet shop. The machines are mostly European, and when my uncle heard what I spent on the big Mini Max, he about fell over. After regaining his composure, he made a comment that Grandpa had a 'combination' machine too, built in America, but it had been lost decades ago. My uncle was about the least mechanically inclined person I know, so I didn't push him for any details.
Anyway, my uncle died suddenly in Indianapolis about a month ago. He was a long-haul truck driver and had a massive heart attack at a truckstop there. I'm his only heir, so it was up to me to deal with the estate. He had a cabin in the mountains west of Prescott, AZ, but he hadn't visited it in 15 years. I live in Tucson, so I went up there last week to check it out.
Turns out that squatters had been living on the property, and had either stolen or trashed anything of value. No kidding, the trash in the house was 5 feet deep in some places. My crew and I cleared the house, then moved to the garage. I was working on removing one of the many abandoned vehicles on the property when one of my guys said, "Hey, come look at this!"
Burried under a pile of trash and plywood, they had uncovered the corner of a ShopSmith. We carefully removed all the debris, and sure enough, there was the machine, my Grandpa's name still visible where he'd written it on the blade. Right next to the machine was his workbench, vise and sharpening jig still attached. I was floored.
We brought the machine back to Tucson, and I completely disassembled it last night. Ordered new bearings, speed control handle, and a new gilmer belt this morning. Everything else looks good. The dry climate of Az has it's advantages!
I've really no use for this machine, but I feel compelled to make it work again. Somehow I think both Grandpa and my uncle would be proud.
Didn't take any pics when I got it back, but I'll take a few of the headstock before I clean it up. Man, is that thing dirty!
Jon