True watchmaker . . .
. . . tales , as told by . . . . . . yours truly. My pal Van owned jewelry stores in the San Fernando Valley. One day, after he'd been in business for decades, a customer walks in to his second store and asks if he's the same Van that owned a store at ano...
Van retired a few months ago from the jewelry business . . .
. . . but added on a room at his home to house his jewelry bench and tools. He's still repairing jewelry for established customers, just not on a commercial basis for walk-ins.
Forced to change a battery for no charge...
No charge as in a battery that has an electrical charge? Is that the pun? Seems like he lost a battery in the first story, but didn't succumb to the trick by the lady in the second story.
My friend Ken taught me to carefully photograph each watch that came in, especially jeweled ones
He had been accused by new customers of stealing the diamond chips out of their watch bezels... ...
I fixed this watch for my good friend Hal, when he was in the hospital
He had worn it 60 years, since his wedding. As soon as he came home, he asked for his watch back. Against my better judgement, I took it to him. A few days later, he passed away, and the watch disappeared (caregiver or nurse). I combed the house multiple ...
The same happened to my pal Rube . . .
. . . when he was in conservatorship. A Patek Calatrava and Rolex 1803 stolen. When I informed the County agency that oversees conservators, they shrugged and essentially said, "Prove it." ;-(
I love how the ladies looked in the fifties and sixties of the last century... :-)
I mean, look at that lovely readhead... (Sorry for the OT guys, having trouble focussing. That darn Covid-19 Virus!)
