Once Dan got the bug for the trailer,
he obsessively sat on the computer for at least a week straight, every hour,
almost no food, wouldn't even go for a walk.
Summer was starting to go downhill.
Because vintage campers have such a high cult following,
they can be extremely difficult to acquire.
Once they are posted on Craigslist, or other online listing services,
they are literally sold within minutes.
You have to sit on the computer in vigilante mode
ready for the very next posting as soon as it pops up.
You have to sit on the computer in vigilante mode
ready for the very next posting as soon as it pops up.
They are sold for an easy $1500 or more, even in trashed condition.
We considered even driving out of state,
and he started searching in the tri-state area,
but those sales ended quickly, too.
So, after several days of obsessive hunting,
I thought his eyes were going to pop out and roll away.
I was not going to stress about a camper.
I have stressed enough over real bull*^&),
this is child's play bull^(*$.
I suggested he pray and ask St. Anthony,
patron saint of lost and found articles,
for him to ask Jesus
for him to ask Jesus
to help him in finding a vintage camper.
I handed him a holy card from the kitchen shelf.
I think it was literally within the hour,
Dan not only found a vintage '72 Comanche camper,
but he found one just 15 minutes away,
for $300.
It needs a LOT of work,
but we knew it would.
It needs a LOT of work,
but we knew it would.
Immediately inside the door of the camper was this:

Blessings for a great weekend, friends!
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