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Joe Stephan – <strong>Ace</strong> Mechanic Copyright © 2000 by Joe Stephan<br />
<strong>From</strong> <strong>1920</strong> <strong>through</strong> <strong>1924</strong>, <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong> <strong>were</strong> <strong>built</strong> <strong>in</strong> a modern factory located <strong>in</strong> a rapidly expand<strong>in</strong>g,<br />
<strong>in</strong>dustrial area north and east of the heart of the City of Philadelphia, near the Delaware River. This wideopen<br />
area boasted long, straight roads and many railroad freight l<strong>in</strong>es. The factory was <strong>built</strong> <strong>in</strong> 1916 and<br />
occupied by the Savage Arms Company who manufactured munitions for the war effort. Shortly after the<br />
armistice the factory was closed until, a short time later, it was aga<strong>in</strong> reopened. But this time, <strong>in</strong>stead of<br />
mak<strong>in</strong>g weapons, <strong>motorcycles</strong> would be produced.<br />
The motorcycle produced <strong>in</strong> this factory would be the culm<strong>in</strong>ation of many years of hard work, experience<br />
and design ref<strong>in</strong>ements by one of the most gifted motorcycle design eng<strong>in</strong>eers of the time; William G.<br />
Henderson. Shortly after sell<strong>in</strong>g his Henderson Motorcycle Company to Ignaz Schw<strong>in</strong>n of Excelsior (the<br />
new result<strong>in</strong>g company be<strong>in</strong>g the equally famous Excelsior-Henderson Motor Company), Will Henderson<br />
began plann<strong>in</strong>g to aga<strong>in</strong> go out on his own and cont<strong>in</strong>ue his development of the ‘perfectly’ designed<br />
motorcycle. After all, the <strong>Ace</strong> was really the cont<strong>in</strong>uation and improvement of the Henderson four-cyl<strong>in</strong>der<br />
motorcycle that Will Henderson had orig<strong>in</strong>ally designed and marketed. With f<strong>in</strong>anc<strong>in</strong>g from some local<br />
bus<strong>in</strong>essmen, Henderson was now ready to aga<strong>in</strong> produce <strong>motorcycles</strong> of exceptional design, quality and<br />
performance.<br />
Into this dynamic and excit<strong>in</strong>g venture walked my grandfather, Joseph Stephan. A Hungarian immigrant<br />
who came to settle <strong>in</strong> the C<strong>in</strong>c<strong>in</strong>nati, Ohio area <strong>in</strong> 1910 as a small boy and then later <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia, he<br />
saw his share of the early days of motorcycl<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g some of the giants who <strong>built</strong> them and rode them<br />
to glory. Be<strong>in</strong>g apprenticed to several mach<strong>in</strong>e shops as a lad, his career was guided by his paternal aunt’s<br />
husband, a German immigrant who was a master mach<strong>in</strong>ist and mechanic who raced <strong>motorcycles</strong> at area<br />
racetracks. Soon, Uncle Karl had young Joe work<strong>in</strong>g for the Niley brothers <strong>in</strong> their Indian dealership and<br />
board track rac<strong>in</strong>g effort as a mechanic. There they taught him the exact<strong>in</strong>g method <strong>in</strong> which the tires had<br />
to be <strong>in</strong>stalled on the race bikes to prevent mishaps and failure at high speed. A p<strong>in</strong>ched or twisted <strong>in</strong>ner<br />
tube could prove disastrous on the high-banked racetrack <strong>in</strong> just about every case.<br />
Dur<strong>in</strong>g a pleasant, early summer day <strong>in</strong> 1991, Dr. John Patt and Doug Strange visited my grandfather at his<br />
home <strong>in</strong> Northeast Philadelphia. They brought with them Doc’s restored version of the <strong>Ace</strong> XP-4 and<br />
Charlie Cole’s 1923 Six Day Trials w<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g <strong>Ace</strong> Four (now owned by Doug Strange). Doug also brought<br />
along some photographs he had obta<strong>in</strong>ed from Gene Aucott of Philadelphia who had <strong>in</strong> turn been given the<br />
photographs by my grandfather when they first met <strong>in</strong> the late 1960’s. They sat for hours with my<br />
grandfather under the shade of trees <strong>in</strong> his large back yard and listened to him retell tales about days and<br />
people long forgotten while record<strong>in</strong>g him on tape. They had many questions about the production of <strong>Ace</strong><br />
<strong>motorcycles</strong> and specifically wanted to know all they could about the circumstances surround<strong>in</strong>g the<br />
development of the XP-4 by Henderson’s successor, Art Lemon.<br />
What follows is my grandfather’s account, <strong>in</strong> his own words, of his experiences at the <strong>Ace</strong> Motor<br />
Corporation factory dur<strong>in</strong>g the golden age of motorcycle development. In it, he talks about conversations<br />
with Will Henderson (always referred to as, Mr. Henderson), Art Lemon, Red Wolverton, and Cannonball<br />
Baker (aga<strong>in</strong>, referred to as, Mr. Baker). With memory dim from time, he mistakenly <strong>in</strong>terchanges Art<br />
Lemon for Will Henderson and vice versa. I’ve done my best to comment on corrections given the timel<strong>in</strong>e<br />
<strong>in</strong> the story. Much more research rema<strong>in</strong>s to be done. Perhaps more resources will come forward and<br />
contribute their knowledge as a result of this work.<br />
Hav<strong>in</strong>g developed a specific <strong>in</strong>terest <strong>in</strong> my grandfather’s motorcycl<strong>in</strong>g past only after his death <strong>in</strong> 1995, I<br />
missed the opportunity to question him directly about the people and events he witnessed. I always<br />
enjoyed listen<strong>in</strong>g to him talk about these men and their <strong>motorcycles</strong> but I was not able to put them <strong>in</strong>to<br />
perspective, not realiz<strong>in</strong>g that their legacy and mach<strong>in</strong>es live on today. I was raised with names like Jim<br />
Davis, Freddie Ludlow, Ralph Hepburn, Wells Bennett, Joe Wolter, Red Parkhurst and Otto Walker<br />
mentioned repeatedly dur<strong>in</strong>g visits with my grandfather. Unfortunately, most of his collection of<br />
photographs was all but gone by the time I arrived on the scene, his associations long <strong>in</strong> the past. He<br />
worked as a motorcycle mechanic for a few more years after the <strong>Ace</strong> factory closed <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia but<br />
took an automotive mechanic position for a large, commercial bakery at about the time he got married <strong>in</strong><br />
1926. He rema<strong>in</strong>ed at that job until he retired, 41 years later. He kept his 1922 <strong>Ace</strong> for another ten years<br />
but no one can remember what prompted him to f<strong>in</strong>ally sell it. Boy, that’s one bike I’d like to get my hands<br />
on! Sadly, I’m only now beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g to discover the wealth of <strong>in</strong>formation that he possessed and that is now<br />
gone forever. If I could speak to him now for just one hour, the th<strong>in</strong>gs I could learn. But that’s not<br />
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possible. What I do have now is a priceless record<strong>in</strong>g thanks to Doug Strange to whom I’ll always be<br />
grateful. It is my pleasure to share it now with other antique motorcycle enthusiasts.<br />
Preface<br />
The recorded <strong>in</strong>terview beg<strong>in</strong>s with my grandfather po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out various people <strong>in</strong> photographs that Dr.<br />
John Patt and Doug Strange brought with them. He is try<strong>in</strong>g to recall the name of a particular <strong>in</strong>dividual<br />
who was a friend and mentor <strong>in</strong> the motorcycle repair bus<strong>in</strong>ess. It seems unlikely that he would forget the<br />
man’s name, but at 88 years of age, I’m sure a lot of th<strong>in</strong>gs slip <strong>through</strong> your memory.<br />
Comments made by Joe later <strong>in</strong> the <strong>in</strong>terview seem to <strong>in</strong>dicate that the man he is referr<strong>in</strong>g to is Bill Eitel<br />
who worked at the <strong>Ace</strong> factory. This is supported by mention of a Mrs. Eitel f<strong>in</strong>ish<strong>in</strong>g second <strong>in</strong> an obstacle<br />
course race dur<strong>in</strong>g the second annual midsummer picnic run of the Keystone Motorcycle Association, held<br />
at Hulmeville, Pennsylvania on July 22, 1923. This association consisted of many <strong>Ace</strong> executives and<br />
employees. (Mrs. Slater won the egg and spoon carry contest.) A Miss Dixon—possibly the sister of Joe<br />
Dixon, an <strong>Ace</strong> factory test rider—actually won the obstacle course race <strong>in</strong> which Mrs. Eitel f<strong>in</strong>ished<br />
second. Frank Kiss, an Indian dealer from Pottstown, Pennsylvania edged out my grandfather <strong>in</strong> the slow<br />
race. However, not to be out done, my grandfather did w<strong>in</strong> the solo pie-eat<strong>in</strong>g contest. A feat, I believe,<br />
that requires you to pilot your motorcycle while eat<strong>in</strong>g a whole pie.<br />
Mr. Eitel went on to have his own motorcycle repair bus<strong>in</strong>ess <strong>through</strong> the late <strong>1920</strong>’s where he advertised,<br />
‘We Use Genu<strong>in</strong>e Henderson, Excelsior, Merkel, Miami, Harley Davidson, and Indian Parts.’ I have a<br />
bus<strong>in</strong>ess letter head from Bill Eitel’s shop on which a very satisfied customer wrote out a very orig<strong>in</strong>al<br />
story about how he traveled to Bill Eitel’s Cycle Garage while mention<strong>in</strong>g each street along his route <strong>in</strong><br />
stylized prose. For those who know the layout of the city’s streets, it is quite enterta<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g. There is very<br />
little else known about Mr. Eitel today. Searches for surviv<strong>in</strong>g family members have been fruitless and his<br />
accomplishments and association with <strong>motorcycles</strong> does not survive him today.<br />
Another <strong>in</strong>terest<strong>in</strong>g item I possess regard<strong>in</strong>g Bill Eitel is a letter written to him <strong>in</strong> September of 1936 from<br />
E. M. DeLong, discuss<strong>in</strong>g the development of a new motor. Mr. DeLong was associated with the D. & C.<br />
Motor Mfg Company of Cleveland, Ohio at the time, accord<strong>in</strong>g to the envelope. Mr. DeLong was an<br />
assistant to Art Lemon while at <strong>Ace</strong> and worked on the development of the XP-4 and even rode <strong>in</strong> the<br />
sidecar for that particular record run. He went on to develop the Cleveland four-cyl<strong>in</strong>der motorcycle after<br />
leav<strong>in</strong>g <strong>Ace</strong>.<br />
Tape One: Side A<br />
“…to assemble the <strong>motorcycles</strong> at the factory.” Joe is po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out various people <strong>in</strong> a<br />
panoramic group photograph taken at a local motorcycle picnic and rally at which many <strong>Ace</strong><br />
employees <strong>were</strong> present. The photo was taken at the second annual midsummer picnic run of<br />
the Keystone Motorcycle Association, held at Hulmeville, Pennsylvania on July 22, 1923.<br />
“What was his name? Do you remember? Were you hooked up yet?” Doc was try<strong>in</strong>g to get<br />
Joe to remember the name of the man who helped get him the job runn<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> eng<strong>in</strong>es at the<br />
<strong>Ace</strong> factory.<br />
“It’s hard to expla<strong>in</strong> to you.” Joe sputtered, try<strong>in</strong>g desperately to recall.<br />
“He was the f<strong>in</strong>al-assembly man?” Doc asked, try<strong>in</strong>g to clarify at least the man’s position at<br />
the factory.<br />
“Yes. He was the f<strong>in</strong>al-assembly man. And then, let’s see. That’s me right there. Then this is<br />
the same fellow who started me <strong>in</strong> on the Excelsiors. Now, he was a motorcycle mechanic.<br />
This guy was a motorcycle driver, a Harley driver. The names, they’re so hard for me to keep<br />
track of.” Joe was po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out each person <strong>in</strong> the large, panoramic photograph. Each of the<br />
participants was arranged side-by-side with each other. Each sported different comb<strong>in</strong>ations<br />
of the rid<strong>in</strong>g apparel that was common for the time. Most <strong>were</strong> mounted on their mach<strong>in</strong>es,<br />
some solo and others with side hacks.<br />
“That’s you right there, <strong>in</strong> the middle?” Doug was po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to Joe <strong>in</strong> the photograph.<br />
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“Yes. That’s me and that’s my friend.” Joe po<strong>in</strong>ted to each <strong>in</strong> turn, lean<strong>in</strong>g forward <strong>in</strong> his<br />
chair as he did so.<br />
“He’s the one <strong>in</strong> the middle with the sidecar?” Doc was referr<strong>in</strong>g to the Excelsior mechanic<br />
who mentored Joe.<br />
“So how did you come to be acqua<strong>in</strong>ted with Gene Aucott?” Joe asked, look<strong>in</strong>g up from the<br />
photos. He had orig<strong>in</strong>ally met Gene Aucott <strong>in</strong> 1967 <strong>in</strong> the park<strong>in</strong>g lot of the Sears Automotive<br />
store <strong>in</strong> Northeast Philadelphia. Gene’s Egli V<strong>in</strong>cent was parked there while Gene was <strong>in</strong>side.<br />
Joe saw the bike and went over to take a closer look. When Gene walked out, they struck up a<br />
conversation.<br />
Imag<strong>in</strong>e Gene’s reaction when he learned of Joe’s <strong>in</strong>volvement with <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong>.<br />
Subsequently, Gene told Lou Lichva, the president of the AMCA, about this old <strong>Ace</strong><br />
mechanic that he had met. Lou wasted no time <strong>in</strong> <strong>in</strong>vit<strong>in</strong>g Joe to be a guest at a local meet at<br />
Ft. Mott, New Jersey. Joe went along with Bill Eitel, the Excelsior mechanic, and Joe’s oldest<br />
grandson, Dan Morris, who was about twelve years old at the time.<br />
“I bought my second motorcycle from Gene Aucott. I bought a Douglas, an English<br />
motorcycle. And I’ve known Gene s<strong>in</strong>ce 1950 or so.” Doc was actually driv<strong>in</strong>g by Gene’s<br />
house at the time on his way to Temple University where he was study<strong>in</strong>g veter<strong>in</strong>ary<br />
medic<strong>in</strong>e, and saw number of classic <strong>motorcycles</strong> at a meet that Gene had organized. Doc<br />
stopped and one th<strong>in</strong>g led to another. The rest is, as they say, history!<br />
Return<strong>in</strong>g to the photograph, Doc po<strong>in</strong>ted out some <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong>. “There is an <strong>Ace</strong>.<br />
These are all <strong>Ace</strong>s on the very end.”<br />
<strong>Ace</strong> Service Department<br />
“Oh, now this is Bill Slater here, the guy who used to be the repair shop manager. Believe it<br />
or not, he was one heck of a good guy.” Joe worked for Bill Slater dur<strong>in</strong>g the bulk of his time<br />
at <strong>Ace</strong>, <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g the sem<strong>in</strong>al days dur<strong>in</strong>g the development of the XP-4 project eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“He was a good mechanic too, I guess?” Doc was try<strong>in</strong>g to draw some more <strong>in</strong>formation out<br />
of Joe, to help jog his memory. But more importantly, Doc had a genu<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong>terest <strong>in</strong><br />
everyth<strong>in</strong>g connected with the <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong>. Be<strong>in</strong>g able to speak with someone who had<br />
actually worked for <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>in</strong> their factory dur<strong>in</strong>g their earliest years, was just too fantastic to<br />
believe.<br />
“Well, I’ll say yes. But I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to tell you that I was a real big surprise to them over there.<br />
I went <strong>in</strong>to there when they sold all of those <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong> to the Philadelphia Police<br />
Department. And they used to come <strong>in</strong> there and Joe had to fix them. That was me!” Joe said<br />
proudly and laughed.<br />
“You know there <strong>were</strong> guys, these here cops who rode the <strong>motorcycles</strong>, they <strong>were</strong> goofy!<br />
Honestly! They would run <strong>in</strong>to th<strong>in</strong>gs all the time. For <strong>in</strong>stance, there was this one fellow<br />
who was always a steady customer, he was a heavyweight Philadelphia boxer, Dizzy Dean<br />
they called him. He’d come <strong>in</strong> on the motorcycle with the front-end all bashed <strong>in</strong>.<br />
“Well, I replaced the whole front-end s<strong>in</strong>ce they didn’t have to pay for it. I went <strong>in</strong>to the<br />
stockroom and requisitioned out a whole new front-end and put it together. And I said to him,<br />
‘Now for cry<strong>in</strong>g out loud, don’t smash it aga<strong>in</strong>.’ So the son-of-a-gun, before he got out of the<br />
build<strong>in</strong>g, doesn’t he go ahead and run <strong>in</strong>to a big concrete pillar!<br />
“Bill Slater said, ‘Fix it aga<strong>in</strong> and YOU take the motorcycle out to the gate. Don’t let him<br />
drive it <strong>in</strong> there aga<strong>in</strong>.’” Joe laughed, remember<strong>in</strong>g this particular episode as if it had<br />
happened yesterday. They say that memories associated with strong emotions are the ones<br />
that last the longest. It was apparent <strong>in</strong> Joe’s case that he treasured the humorous episodes<br />
more than the historic ones.<br />
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Uncle Karl<br />
“Were you work<strong>in</strong>g for <strong>Ace</strong> when that picture was taken? Doug was aga<strong>in</strong> referr<strong>in</strong>g to the<br />
motorcycle rally and picnic picture.<br />
“That’s an <strong>in</strong>terest<strong>in</strong>g story how I got <strong>in</strong>to this motorcycle bus<strong>in</strong>ess.” Joe began aga<strong>in</strong> to<br />
expla<strong>in</strong> how he came to work for the <strong>Ace</strong> Motor Corporation <strong>in</strong> their factory. “Well, I was <strong>in</strong><br />
motorcycl<strong>in</strong>g before, because my uncle was a board track driver. He used to race every<br />
Saturday night at the Po<strong>in</strong>t Breeze. Challenged anybody! He had the long Henderson with the<br />
footrests up front.”<br />
“The 1912 model.” Doug stated emphatically.<br />
“Yes.” Joe was quick to respond. “And he was rac<strong>in</strong>g with that. We <strong>were</strong> always wonder<strong>in</strong>g<br />
how he could beat everybody. I really was the one to found out how he did it. He was a<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>ist and he made his own sprockets. Because the Henderson came out with only one<br />
sprocket, he could build up a higher sprocket and really get a lot of speed out of it.”<br />
Track<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4<br />
At this po<strong>in</strong>t, my grandfather turned his attention to Doc’s XP-4. “Now listen here, I’m sort of<br />
surprised! How did you get that motor? Plass had it, didn’t he?”<br />
“Okay.” Doc began tentatively. “Doug, this is go<strong>in</strong>g to be on tape? I guess it’s all right. Oh<br />
gee, now let’s start. The records <strong>were</strong> set and the shop foreman, I th<strong>in</strong>k, got hold of this.” He<br />
was, of course referr<strong>in</strong>g to the orig<strong>in</strong>al XP-4 eng<strong>in</strong>e, now rest<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> the replica racer that Doc<br />
had put together.<br />
“The shop foreman?” Asked Joe, concentrat<strong>in</strong>g on Doc’s account of how the eng<strong>in</strong>e had been<br />
preserved.<br />
“They said he got hold of XP-4. Somebody got it. Who got it?” Doc asked, turn<strong>in</strong>g to Doug<br />
for his <strong>in</strong>put.<br />
“Plass took it away.” Doug stated matter-of-factly. “And Red accuses him of steal<strong>in</strong>g it.”<br />
Whatever the circumstances, it is still unclear as to the fate of the rest of the motorcycle.<br />
“Well, Plass was the general manager over there.” Joe said this not hav<strong>in</strong>g heard the previous<br />
exchange. He was hung up on Doc’s mention<strong>in</strong>g that the shop foreman took when he knew<br />
for certa<strong>in</strong> that the general manager, C. W. Plass, was <strong>in</strong> fact the person who obta<strong>in</strong>ed the<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“Plass got it. The general manager got it.” Doc said, f<strong>in</strong>ally agree<strong>in</strong>g with Joe and Doug as to<br />
Plass’ true function at <strong>Ace</strong>. He then cont<strong>in</strong>ued with his account as to how he acquired the<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> the end. “Anyway <strong>Ace</strong>, as you know, was reorganized and reorganized. They went<br />
to Blossburg and they went broke. Then they went to Michigan Motors and they went broke.<br />
And Indian brought the rema<strong>in</strong>s and, evidently, Indian got this eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“The motorcycle by this time was gone but they saved the eng<strong>in</strong>e of XP-3 and XP-4 and they<br />
ended up <strong>in</strong> the loft of the Indian factory. And Henry W<strong>in</strong>g, Sr., from Massachusetts, got<br />
these eng<strong>in</strong>es out of the Indian factory somehow when Indian was <strong>in</strong> the process of<br />
reorganiz<strong>in</strong>g and go<strong>in</strong>g broke, after World War II. Henry W<strong>in</strong>g from Greenfield,<br />
Massachusetts. Everybody knew he had them but he didn’t want to get rid of them. Noth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
like that.<br />
“But eventually, he died and then his son died. And the family—they meant noth<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
them—so they just decided to convert them <strong>in</strong>to money and offered them for sale. They<br />
offered them to Steve McQueen. He had Red Wolverton verify that they <strong>were</strong> the eng<strong>in</strong>es and<br />
he paid Red Wolverton’s expenses for a trip to California and all this and that. But the price<br />
was exorbitant. Ah, the W<strong>in</strong>g’s, at that time, for this eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> a street frame, and the XP-3<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e wanted… Wasn’t it thirty thousand dollars Doug?”<br />
“At one time, yes.” Doug replied evenly.<br />
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“Or some fantastic price.” Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “And even Steve McQueen backed down from that.<br />
So then, they sat at the W<strong>in</strong>gs’ and the W<strong>in</strong>gs all died and they became available and the price<br />
came way down to a fraction, for just the bare eng<strong>in</strong>e. They took it out of the street frame.<br />
“So I bought XP-3 and XP-4 from the W<strong>in</strong>g family, the widow, for what I thought was still a<br />
heck of a price. But, I wanted this eng<strong>in</strong>e so badly and I had a couple of bucks so I bought<br />
this eng<strong>in</strong>e and XP-3.<br />
“Now what has happened somewhere along the l<strong>in</strong>e, the magnesium crankcase blew up. So<br />
they fitted, this is actually an Indian Four crankcase, which is practically identical. But the<br />
cyl<strong>in</strong>ders, the gears, the crankshaft, everyth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> it…”<br />
At this po<strong>in</strong>t, the tape stops and then beg<strong>in</strong>s aga<strong>in</strong> with them discuss<strong>in</strong>g turn<strong>in</strong>g XP-4 around<br />
so that my grandfather can see the other side and he beg<strong>in</strong>s talk<strong>in</strong>g about when he first came<br />
to <strong>Ace</strong>.<br />
“We’ll turn it around.” Doug offered and then began mov<strong>in</strong>g XP-4 around so that Joe could<br />
look at the other side.<br />
F<strong>in</strong>al Assembly Test<strong>in</strong>g<br />
“You know what happened?” Joe began aga<strong>in</strong>. “I’m over there, at the assembl<strong>in</strong>g department,<br />
as they <strong>were</strong> com<strong>in</strong>g off.” He stopped, try<strong>in</strong>g to expla<strong>in</strong> but not gett<strong>in</strong>g the verbal feedback he<br />
was expect<strong>in</strong>g. Doc and Doug <strong>were</strong> try<strong>in</strong>g not to <strong>in</strong>terrupt. “They had three platforms. Three<br />
fellows <strong>were</strong>… Not three fellows! Six fellows <strong>were</strong> assembl<strong>in</strong>g them. We had an output of<br />
twenty-two a day. Twenty-two <strong>motorcycles</strong>.<br />
“I’m over there fix<strong>in</strong>g the mach<strong>in</strong>e up so that this fellow who was try<strong>in</strong>g it…” His voice<br />
trailed off as he was try<strong>in</strong>g to remember the term for a test rider. “If it was good, everyth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
clicked. The frame was pa<strong>in</strong>ted right, the gas tank was the right color, the fenders <strong>were</strong> right,<br />
and the motor was runn<strong>in</strong>g good, then I would let him ride it. We had a track <strong>in</strong> the factory, a<br />
regular track.”<br />
“Every motorcycle was street tested? Doc asked. He knew this to be so; hav<strong>in</strong>g heard it from<br />
Red Wolverton, but he just wanted Joe to confirm the fact.<br />
“Every one of them. I rode and the tester, he rode them too.” Joe replied quickly. “When he<br />
put his okay on them, then they shipped them away.”<br />
Art Lemon Comes to <strong>Ace</strong><br />
That seemed to trigger different memory for Joe about when they <strong>were</strong> develop<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4<br />
<strong>in</strong> the experimental department. The term XP-4 was simply short hand for Experimental Four<br />
Cyl<strong>in</strong>der. He went on. “I’m over there this one particular day when this motor was gett<strong>in</strong>g<br />
fixed up. I’m over there work<strong>in</strong>g, and Red is, from like here to that build<strong>in</strong>g was the<br />
experimental department where Art Lemon…I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g now about Art Lemon. Mr.<br />
Henderson got killed you know, when I worked there. When I worked at the factory, Mr.<br />
Henderson got killed.”<br />
“In the Fall of 1922 I believe he was killed.” Said Doc, try<strong>in</strong>g to recall the general time frame.<br />
“No. It was a little later than that.” On some po<strong>in</strong>ts, especially when he specifically<br />
remembered the facts, Joe would charge right <strong>in</strong>.<br />
“The end of December.” Doug offered. No doubt so they could cont<strong>in</strong>ue and not go down<br />
another rabbit trail.<br />
“Yeah, so then this here Art Lemon got the job. I don’t know who hired him, I guess Plass<br />
hired him.” Joe reasoned. C.W. Plass was the general manager. It was more likely that Miller<br />
hired him. There was an account <strong>in</strong> the January 15, 1923 issue of Motorcycle and Bicycle<br />
Illustrated that spoke of a d<strong>in</strong>ner reception for Art Lemon, giv<strong>in</strong>g at Mr. Miller’s home.<br />
“Well he was Excelsior and Henderson’s eng<strong>in</strong>eer…their chief eng<strong>in</strong>eer.” Doc knew that Art<br />
Lemon had been Will Henderson’s assistant at Excelsior-Henderson and that he, upon<br />
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Henderson’s departure, assumed the role of chief eng<strong>in</strong>eer. Apparently, he didn’t m<strong>in</strong>d<br />
follow<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> Will Henderson’s footsteps once aga<strong>in</strong>. It seems that there <strong>were</strong> some<br />
fundamental problems at Excelsior-Henderson that drove both men away.<br />
XP-4 and Rochester Hill Climb<br />
“So, he came over there and I said to Red, ‘What <strong>in</strong> the heck do you have runn<strong>in</strong>g over there?’<br />
The whole build<strong>in</strong>g used to vibrate.” Joe said this with great emphasis. “There was such a<br />
roar!” Speak<strong>in</strong>g of Red, “He said, ‘We’re fix<strong>in</strong>g up a hill climber for New York.’ There was<br />
a big New York hill climb.”<br />
“Rochester?” Doc knew all too well about the Rochester Hill Climb. It was there that both the<br />
XP-4 and the XP-3 debuted. It was stated earlier that XP-4 simply stood for Experimental<br />
Four Cyl<strong>in</strong>der. Art Lemon had <strong>in</strong> fact <strong>built</strong> up two eng<strong>in</strong>es. The less powerful of the two was<br />
dubbed XP-3.<br />
“It could have been.” Joe tried to remember the specifics. Apparently, he was not required to<br />
attend and did not go. He had other <strong>in</strong>terests. “I had a date and I didn’t want to go up there on<br />
a Sunday. I thought to myself, ‘I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to go on my date.’<br />
“So Red came home Monday, back from New York.” Joe related the details as he heard them<br />
from Red. “And they took this motorcycle and they put it <strong>in</strong> a box. I didn’t even see it! They<br />
fixed this here hill climber up because hill climb<strong>in</strong>g was a big situation <strong>in</strong> those days. So Red<br />
comes home from New York from this hill climb and I said, ‘Well, what happened?’ He said,<br />
‘Joe, you should have been there.’ You know what happened?” Joe asked his company. “A<br />
fellow by the name of Timken… Do you know who I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g about?”<br />
“Terpen<strong>in</strong>g! T.N.T. Terpen<strong>in</strong>g!” Supplied Doc.<br />
“Terpen<strong>in</strong>g!” Joe f<strong>in</strong>ally spat out after several unsuccessful attempts. “That’s the guy! Well,<br />
the motorcycle was <strong>in</strong> a box and Art Lemon wouldn’t take it out until the ma<strong>in</strong> event was on.<br />
Red was tell<strong>in</strong>g me, ‘Joe, if you would have been there, you would have laughed yourself<br />
silly.’” Joe laughed now, remember<strong>in</strong>g Red’s comments.<br />
“So they get the mach<strong>in</strong>e out, f<strong>in</strong>ally the ma<strong>in</strong> event was on. The hill climb event. Red and<br />
Art Lemon took the mach<strong>in</strong>e out and got it started. Red asked Art to let him take a couple<br />
sp<strong>in</strong>s on it, to see if it would go up the hill. F<strong>in</strong>ally, it was his turn to go up the hill. Then<br />
Terpen<strong>in</strong>g asks ‘Do I put this <strong>in</strong> low gear to go up there?’ and Red tells him, ‘No. You put it<br />
up <strong>in</strong> high gear.’”<br />
“High gear to go up?” Doug asked simply.<br />
“Oh my!” Exclaimed Doc. Apparently neither he nor Doug <strong>were</strong> aware of that fact. Who<br />
knows if Joe was even remember<strong>in</strong>g correctly at this po<strong>in</strong>t <strong>in</strong> life. Still, if true, it would really<br />
speak to the low-end power of the wrung-out <strong>Ace</strong> four eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“High gear he flew up <strong>in</strong>.” Joe affirmed. The conversation stops at this po<strong>in</strong>t when Joe’s<br />
daughter br<strong>in</strong>gs out some refreshments and Doug seeks to hook up an extension cord to the<br />
recorder <strong>in</strong> order to cont<strong>in</strong>ue tap<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
After eat<strong>in</strong>g a little snack, Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued to recount Red’s account of T.N.T. Terpen<strong>in</strong>g’s hill<br />
climb run with the XP-4. “He said, ‘He went up and went over the top of the hill.’ He flew<br />
over the wire to break the record, the wire for the time. He flew over there with the mach<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
He came down and said, ‘I’m not go<strong>in</strong>g to ride that no more!’ He was so scared that he<br />
wouldn’t ride it any more. That was the funniest th<strong>in</strong>g about that story.”<br />
XP-4 Replica Frame<br />
Joe changed stories aga<strong>in</strong>. “Well, about those tires on the rac<strong>in</strong>g mach<strong>in</strong>e. Are these the<br />
orig<strong>in</strong>al tires?” He was <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g Doc’s mach<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
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Listen<strong>in</strong>g to the tapes now, it appears that it was not entirely clear to Joe that the bike before<br />
him was a modern reproduction. A conversation he had with me shortly after Doug and Doc’s<br />
visit bears this out as well. At that time, he told me that the gas tank wasn’t quite right.<br />
Now, whether he was further confus<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4 replica with a regular street <strong>Ace</strong> or that there<br />
was some other detail about the tank that Red didn’t mention, I do not know. He told me that<br />
he didn’t want to say anyth<strong>in</strong>g because, speak<strong>in</strong>g of Doc, “That fellow believes he has the<br />
orig<strong>in</strong>al mach<strong>in</strong>e and I didn’t want to say anyth<strong>in</strong>g to make him th<strong>in</strong>k otherwise.” That<br />
statement alone would seem to bear out my suspicions. Even as Doc tells him that he, Doc,<br />
<strong>built</strong> up the bike from scratch, Joe does not seem to be able to fully comprehend what Doc is<br />
tell<strong>in</strong>g him.<br />
“I <strong>built</strong> up these wheels. You see I had to build this whole chassis.” Doc expla<strong>in</strong>ed.<br />
“Did you build that frame?” Joe asked, perhaps a little confused about how much of the<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>e was orig<strong>in</strong>al.<br />
“Well, the frame I put together. I found a few pieces of frame. I found a piece that was cut<br />
off here.” Doc was po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out an area on the frame. “I got it from Gene Aucott, by the way.<br />
He was go<strong>in</strong>g to throw it out. I said, ‘Hey, the junk man is here.’ So the frame went from<br />
here to here on both sides.<br />
How the Orig<strong>in</strong>al XP-4 Got Merkel Forks<br />
“Then, out <strong>in</strong> Kansas, I found from here to here and I <strong>built</strong> the rest of that frame. Now Red<br />
was my advisor on the project so, it is right. For <strong>in</strong>stance, see the forks? Merkel forks.”<br />
“They <strong>were</strong> Fly<strong>in</strong>g Merkel forks,” Joe said.<br />
“I made those. Those are <strong>built</strong> from scratch.”<br />
“You know they came out and asked me, ‘Where could we get a solid fork for our mach<strong>in</strong>e?’<br />
Well I said that, ‘the only one that fits that frame is the Fly<strong>in</strong>g Merkel. You can get that at<br />
Bradley’s.’ I worked for Bradley too you know.”<br />
“Oh, did you?” Doug sounded surprised. “I know the Bradley brothers. I know the two sons.”<br />
“The two sons,” Joe replied. “Charlie and the other one was…? The middle one was…?<br />
Steven was the youngest one. Do you remember him?”<br />
“No. I don’t know him.”<br />
“This was just <strong>in</strong> the last ten years or so that we met them. Now they <strong>were</strong> big men. Were<br />
they big men? Do you remember? They <strong>were</strong> very tall. Did they sell Merkel? Did they handle<br />
Merkel? Why would they have a Merkel fork?” Doc just kept ask<strong>in</strong>g Joe more questions<br />
while he waited for a reply.<br />
“Well we used to…” Joe began to answer. “Charlie Bradley, his father used to buy<br />
<strong>motorcycles</strong> and sell the parts off of them. I used to junk them. I took a lot of them apart and<br />
junked the motors off of them.<br />
“The first time I went to work for Mr. Bradley, Charlie was only a little pup. He was only a<br />
little guy. Just about walk<strong>in</strong>g. He used to come to the shop <strong>in</strong> back and he used to call me<br />
‘Hunky Joe.’ I’d say, ‘I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to whap you one of these days.’ Oh, he was funny. Now,<br />
what was the name of the middle one?”<br />
Warren Bradley was the name of the middle son that my grandfather couldn’t remember.<br />
Aga<strong>in</strong>, I have not been able to reach any of the Bradley family.<br />
Doug proceeded to show him a picture of Bradley’s, but it was not the orig<strong>in</strong>al location of<br />
Third and Diamond at which he worked.<br />
“When I left Bradley’s at Third and Diamond, it was after <strong>Ace</strong> went out of bus<strong>in</strong>ess. I knew<br />
the factory was go<strong>in</strong>g to be done. I went out and got a different job.<br />
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“When I left,” Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g of Bradley’s now. “There was only the store at Third and<br />
Diamond. This store <strong>in</strong> the picture was somewhere else.<br />
First Record Attempt<br />
“Gett<strong>in</strong>g back to the tires. I worked <strong>in</strong> the service department with Bill Slater. That was at<br />
the time when they sold all of the <strong>motorcycles</strong> to the Philadelphia Police. He came over there<br />
to the service department.” Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g about Art Lemon. Doug showed him another<br />
picture.<br />
“All right.” Joe was now shift<strong>in</strong>g his weight <strong>in</strong> his chair and was <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g the picture.<br />
“When this was happen<strong>in</strong>g, when they broke the motorcycle record, I was over there with<br />
Plass and a couple other people. Bill Slater was over there with us.”<br />
“Dur<strong>in</strong>g the record run?” Doug asked excitedly.<br />
“Yeah. And they tried to get me to go <strong>in</strong>to that sidecar that they hooked on. It looked like a<br />
big sausage. There was a rope <strong>in</strong> the center and you pulled yourself <strong>in</strong>. They wanted me to<br />
get <strong>in</strong>. I said, ‘No way. I’m not gett<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> there.” Joe laughed. Doug and Doc laughed with<br />
him.<br />
“When they did the record run, one of the questions we had…” Doug began to ask. “They<br />
had the two bikes for the record run. XP-3 and XP-4. Was XP-3 used on the second run, for<br />
the sidecar?”<br />
“Now I don’t know how the heck that sidecar got on there.” Joe ans<strong>were</strong>d. “It was a Flxi<br />
sidecar. Not a…not a…? There <strong>were</strong> three different k<strong>in</strong>ds of sidecars made. One was Flxi, of<br />
which I had one. You could ride the cycle just like you didn’t have a sidecar on. The other<br />
one was a Rogers. And the other one was a…? Cannonball Baker used that one once to<br />
break the cross-cont<strong>in</strong>ental record. What the heck was the name of that one? It was a sidecar<br />
that wasn’t too well used because they had a failure. They had a bar <strong>in</strong> the front and that used<br />
to break.”<br />
“A Gould<strong>in</strong>g sidecar?” Doug offered helpfully.<br />
“Gould<strong>in</strong>g!” Joe exclaimed. “Yeah. That’s it!”<br />
“Now, back to the tire bit.” Doc took up the question<strong>in</strong>g. “As I recall, the world record was<br />
set on those sk<strong>in</strong>ny board track tires.”<br />
“That’s right.” Joe confirmed. “Twenty-eight by three.”<br />
“These are twenty-eight by three. But they <strong>were</strong> even smaller.” Doc was speak<strong>in</strong>g of the<br />
orig<strong>in</strong>al XP-4 racer.<br />
“No. That was about the size. Twenty-eight by three,” Joe <strong>in</strong>sisted and then went on to talk<br />
about Art Lemon. “Because he came <strong>in</strong>to the service department—he used to call me<br />
Jehovah. ‘Jehovah’ he says, ‘We can’t get the tire man to put them tires on that rim. Do you<br />
know anybody who would put them on?’ I said, ‘You’re look<strong>in</strong>g at him. But it will cost you<br />
a dollar a tire.’ Joe chuckled as he told the story. ‘All right. Put one on. Let me see if you…’<br />
I said, ‘No. You don’t stand here. It’s a secret on how to put them on.’ Because they have an<br />
<strong>in</strong>ner tube and if you p<strong>in</strong>ch that, you’re out of luck!<br />
“He said, ‘Are you sure you know how to put them on?’ I said, ‘It’ll cost you a dollar apiece<br />
no matter what the heck you’re talk<strong>in</strong>g about.’ So, Bill Slater says, ‘Joe. Do you know how<br />
to put them on?’ ‘Yeah,’ I said, ‘When I worked for the Indian crowd we used to…’<br />
“We had two rac<strong>in</strong>g Indian <strong>motorcycles</strong>. Hedstrom models. Do you know what Hedstrom’s<br />
are? And every race, this here guy that I worked for…this Indian guy…he said, ‘We’re go<strong>in</strong>g<br />
to put new tires on. I’m always careful because anyth<strong>in</strong>g can happen. If a tire blows, a guy<br />
gets killed!’ So that’s how I learned how to put those tires on. I didn’t know how to do it but<br />
they taught me how to do it.” Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g of the Niley brothers. “So, that was that.”<br />
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Street Rac<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4<br />
“But there was another secret about this motor.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued unprompted. “After the hill<br />
climb, they got on Art Lemon’s back about mak<strong>in</strong>g one to break the world’s record. You talk<br />
about a roar when he had that on the dynamometer. I used to call Red and say, ‘What the<br />
heck’s happen<strong>in</strong>g!’ He said that, ‘He’s got it pretty near done.’<br />
“Another th<strong>in</strong>g happened over there, you see where that clutch throw-out lever is? There used<br />
to be a lever there for the brake. Back there because it had two drums <strong>in</strong> the back. Anyway,<br />
it was a Saturday morn<strong>in</strong>g and he [Red] said, ‘Joe. Stick around because Art Lemon just fixed<br />
the bike up for Sunday, for that race that you set up.’<br />
“I got them a race because I was <strong>in</strong> a motorcycle club. I used to always talk about these guys<br />
[<strong>Ace</strong> development group]. They [club members] used to always talk about speed. We had one<br />
fellow there, it was funny; his name was Art. He had a JDCA Harley specially made for him.<br />
And he was say<strong>in</strong>g how he could be anybody. I said to him, ‘How would you like to race us<br />
on Sunday?’ He said, ‘F<strong>in</strong>e!’ So I told Red, ‘I got you a race for Sunday morn<strong>in</strong>g.’<br />
“Sunday morn<strong>in</strong>g, we’re out on the Boulevard [Roosevelt Boulevard]… Artie Boyer was his<br />
name!” Joe suddenly remembered the challenger’s name. “He’s got his Harley fixed up real<br />
good, you know. Snappy as anyth<strong>in</strong>g! So we got there and Red said to him, ‘You go ahead<br />
and start. I’ll be right <strong>in</strong> back of you.’ Red passed him so fast that he almost fell off the<br />
Harley.” Joe laughed.<br />
“Is this a true story?” Doc asked Joe. Chuckl<strong>in</strong>g, Joe replied <strong>in</strong> the affirmative. “Have you<br />
ever heard this one?” Doc asked, turn<strong>in</strong>g to Doug.<br />
“I never heard this one,” Doug replied.<br />
Doc turned back to Joe ask<strong>in</strong>g him, “When…do you have any idea…would this have been<br />
around October or so…?” He couldn’t get his thoughts together and his words out fast<br />
enough. He was so <strong>in</strong>trigued. This would have meant that the <strong>Ace</strong> XP-4 was run on the street<br />
while under development.<br />
“It was <strong>in</strong> the Fall of the year,” Joe replied.<br />
“In the Fall,” Doc repeated thoughtfully. His voice trail<strong>in</strong>g off. “Okay. So this would have<br />
been before this other one.” Go<strong>in</strong>g back to the story, Doc stated with a gr<strong>in</strong>, “So he blew<br />
away the Harley!” Turn<strong>in</strong>g to Doug, he cont<strong>in</strong>ued, “Don’t tell me a two cam?”<br />
“Yupp,” said Doug. “That’s the A-Model. Two cam Harley.”<br />
After a pause and some sips of iced tea, Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued, “That’s very <strong>in</strong>terest<strong>in</strong>g. That’s one<br />
that I didn’t know.”<br />
“Red never talked about that one,” Doug agreed.<br />
“Red never mentioned that,” Doc added. And then, <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g XP-4, Doc said, “Well Red<br />
said that T.N.T. Terpen<strong>in</strong>g never really mastered hill climb<strong>in</strong>g with this…although he did w<strong>in</strong><br />
some races with XP-4”<br />
“He only rode it once,” Joe commented.<br />
“Is that right,” Doc said, mildly surprised.<br />
“At the Rochester hill climb.” Doug stated flatly.<br />
“When that came back from there, that mach<strong>in</strong>e never went out anymore,” cont<strong>in</strong>ued Joe.<br />
Cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g on, Doc said, “Well Red had said that he had mastered the art of keep<strong>in</strong>g it, when<br />
it’s airborne—when the eng<strong>in</strong>e runs away it tends to tilt—and Red had mastered putt<strong>in</strong>g body<br />
English on to hold it level.”<br />
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“That was why you could never ride the <strong>Ace</strong> motorcycle without hold<strong>in</strong>g onto the handlebars<br />
with both hands. The tw<strong>in</strong>s—like Indians—the flywheel was runn<strong>in</strong>g that way.” Joe<br />
<strong>in</strong>dicated forward. “But this one, is this way.” Mean<strong>in</strong>g, sideways.<br />
“If it bounces, it tends to….” Doc began to say but Joe completed the thought. “It pulled you<br />
over.”<br />
XP-4 Replica’s Narrow Gas Tank<br />
“Do you notice the tank?” Doc stated, aga<strong>in</strong> po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g towards XP-4.<br />
“Yeah. Real small tank.” Joe put up his hands <strong>in</strong> front of himself with his flattened palms<br />
fac<strong>in</strong>g one another. “They brought it together.”<br />
“I made that!” Doc said. “I made that from scratch. I made the forks. I made the handlebars.<br />
Now, when we first made this up, it wasn’t pa<strong>in</strong>ted yet…we took Red out to lunch, to show it<br />
to him. He looked at it, and you tell someth<strong>in</strong>g was wrong. Because I had the handlebars up<br />
at street level.”<br />
“Yeah. Too high.” Joe agreed.<br />
“He said, ‘Doc, when we set the record it wore board track drop bars.’” Doc recounted Red’s<br />
words. “So then I had to take it home and I sawed the handlebars off here, put a slug <strong>in</strong>, put<br />
them down and welded them back together. But without Red, I would have been wrong.”<br />
“We’d have never known about the tank either,” offered Doug.<br />
“We’d have never known about the tank because all of the pictures <strong>were</strong> taken from the side<br />
and we couldn’t tell how thick the tank was. Also, the lever is miss<strong>in</strong>g here.” Doc was<br />
po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to where the clutch throw-out lever is normally located. “He stripped off as much as<br />
possible for this bike. And, see the pedal, he had to cut-off the clutch pedal and drill it full of<br />
holes. I did all of those th<strong>in</strong>gs as Red told me to. It was quite a project. It really was. But, I<br />
just did it for a fun th<strong>in</strong>g but then, first th<strong>in</strong>g you know, it shaped up <strong>in</strong>to a pretty neat piece.”<br />
Cannonball Baker’s First Attempt on <strong>Ace</strong><br />
“It was funny, when I was work<strong>in</strong>g there…Mr. Henderson was alive yet….” Joe had been<br />
listen<strong>in</strong>g politely, wait<strong>in</strong>g to get back to his story. “…when they hired this Cannonball Baker.<br />
This Cannonball Baker was a great big man. I don’t know if you ever saw him or not,” he<br />
said to Doc.<br />
“A big man,” replied Doc. “I never saw him <strong>in</strong> person but I saw many pictures of him.”<br />
“He was a big man. And a little bit cross-eyed too,” Joe said, chuckl<strong>in</strong>g. “Just a little bit<br />
funny look<strong>in</strong>g. Anyhow, the crew—I don’t know who made it but it was made there at the<br />
factory—they made him these handlebars about that wide.” His arms <strong>were</strong> out <strong>in</strong> front of<br />
him, gripp<strong>in</strong>g imag<strong>in</strong>ary handlebars, his rolled wrists and gripp<strong>in</strong>g fists <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g a distance<br />
further apart then that that would seem comfortable.<br />
“Just for him?” asked Doug.<br />
“Just for him!” Joe replied.<br />
“It does look wide <strong>in</strong> those pictures,” Doc exclaimed, agree<strong>in</strong>g with what Joe had said.<br />
“So they put them on one of those <strong>Ace</strong>’s, like that!” Joe said, <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g Charlie Cole’s Sport<br />
Solo model <strong>Ace</strong> that was parked nearby. “We asked him to show us how he rides when he’s<br />
brak<strong>in</strong>g the record. In back of the factory, there was a road where we used to, once <strong>in</strong> a while,<br />
just for rid<strong>in</strong>g…not for speed<strong>in</strong>g. So, we asked him to show us how he rides. Well, if you<br />
ever saw anybody ride a motorcycle, big a man as he was, he must have been do<strong>in</strong>g about<br />
seventy miles an hour on that dirt road and that th<strong>in</strong>g was buck<strong>in</strong>g like this and it didn’t even<br />
bother him a bit! You talk about a…<br />
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“Well, anyhow…they got the mach<strong>in</strong>e ready for him and they sent it out West. Sure enough,<br />
that’s where he started, with a solo mach<strong>in</strong>e. All of a sudden, we get a notice…a flyer…that<br />
Cannonball Baker is <strong>in</strong> the hospital. Do you know what happened? One of the forks…you<br />
see the fender on that? Well, he was tell<strong>in</strong>g us that there was a place where there was<br />
someth<strong>in</strong>g like twenty-five to thirty mile distance of noth<strong>in</strong>g but rocks. One of those rocks<br />
got <strong>in</strong> there and threw him over!”<br />
“It jammed up the tire.” Doug added.<br />
“He was <strong>in</strong> the hospital for a couple of weeks.” Joe chuckled, f<strong>in</strong>d<strong>in</strong>g humor <strong>in</strong> Cannonball<br />
Baker’s misfortune. “They sent the mach<strong>in</strong>e back to the factory. I was there. I saw the<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>e when it came back. It was pretty well beat up. The front forks…the front wheel. He<br />
took a header this way.” Joe rolled his hands forward, <strong>in</strong> a tumbl<strong>in</strong>g motion.<br />
Cannonball Baker’s Second Attempt on <strong>Ace</strong><br />
“So, he f<strong>in</strong>ally came up to the factory and they decided to give him a different ride to start<br />
from New York with a Gould<strong>in</strong>g sidecar with a twenty gallon can full of gas to be kept <strong>in</strong> the<br />
sidecar. Here he was, com<strong>in</strong>g down the Boulevard on the <strong>Ace</strong> and we <strong>were</strong> there wait<strong>in</strong>g for<br />
him—Bill Slater, one of the floor mechanics, some others and myself. He’s com<strong>in</strong>g down the<br />
Boulevard like hell, and smoke! You know, from the exhaust. I turned to Bill Slater and said,<br />
‘There it is! I’ve been try<strong>in</strong>g to tell you people what’s wrong with the motorcycle and you<br />
won’t listen to me.’<br />
“You see we had a splash system, not a forced feed…<strong>through</strong> the crankshaft. Anyway, the oil<br />
couldn’t get <strong>in</strong> there somehow and the motor got too hot and it started to burn up. He came<br />
by there and we stopped him at Broad and the Boulevard. I said to Bill Slater, ‘He’ll never<br />
make it!’ ‘Oh yeah Joe,’ he says, ‘He’s a terrific chauffeur. He’s a terrific driver. He knows<br />
what he’s do<strong>in</strong>g!’<br />
“He got down as far as Maryland somewhere and f<strong>in</strong>ally the th<strong>in</strong>g burned up. Completely! It<br />
was completely ru<strong>in</strong>ed. They brought the mach<strong>in</strong>e back aga<strong>in</strong> to the service department<br />
where I worked there. I looked at Bill Slater and looked at the motor and he said, ‘Let’s take<br />
the motor apart.’ I said, ‘All right. I’ll pull the motor out of there.’ I took the motor out.<br />
Would you believe, all of the r<strong>in</strong>gs <strong>were</strong> frozen. Frozen solid! It got so hot, the oil caked up<br />
and stuck the r<strong>in</strong>gs.”<br />
Cannonball Baker’s Record Run on <strong>Ace</strong><br />
“Here’s what happened next. They decided to fix up another mach<strong>in</strong>e for him. Solo. And<br />
they sent it out there aga<strong>in</strong>. <strong>From</strong> the other end…com<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>. I said to Bill Slater, ‘I hate to<br />
tell you this. I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to get <strong>in</strong> wrong for open<strong>in</strong>g my mouth. He’s not go<strong>in</strong>g to make it!’<br />
They sent the mach<strong>in</strong>e out—it was all fixed up for him—with the big handlebars and<br />
everyth<strong>in</strong>g, and he f<strong>in</strong>ally came across. At the same time, Wells Bennett…I don’t know if<br />
you know him or not, if you’ve heard of him?”<br />
“Very famous…yes, yes. Iron Man Bennett. ‘Iron Man’ they called him.” Doc knew of<br />
Wells Bennett.<br />
“Yeah, he was a racer too! A very good racer.” Joe replied. “He was follow<strong>in</strong>g—right <strong>in</strong><br />
back of—Cannonball Baker. When Cannonball Baker found out that he was follow<strong>in</strong>g him,<br />
he raced like hell back here to set the record. But Wells Bennett—Red was tell<strong>in</strong>g me—had<br />
motor trouble. They <strong>were</strong> determ<strong>in</strong>ed to beat Cannonball Baker.”<br />
“Bennett rode a Henderson on that run,” Doc told Joe.<br />
“Yes, a Deluxe Henderson that time,” Joe remembered. “F<strong>in</strong>ally, he found out that he was<br />
be<strong>in</strong>g followed and he really put the gas on as hard as he could. He, naturally, broke the<br />
transcont<strong>in</strong>ental record. But Wells Bennett didn’t. Anyway, here’s what happened.”<br />
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“We get the motorcycle <strong>in</strong> to the service department—where I worked. The mach<strong>in</strong>e’s there<br />
and I’m look<strong>in</strong>g at it th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g, ‘Boy, I’d like to ride that. I bet that’s real good.’ Slater says,<br />
‘Joe, there’s a show <strong>in</strong> New York,’ a motorcycle show. They had a display there where they<br />
used to assemble a motorcycle. Half an hour, they put a whole motorcycle together.”<br />
Joe po<strong>in</strong>ted to a photograph, “This is one of the pictures that I was tell<strong>in</strong>g you about—that<br />
fellow. He was one of the fellows who worked over there at the New York motorcycle event.<br />
‘Would you like to ride that solo mach<strong>in</strong>e? Jimmy would like to go see the show too.’ he<br />
said, quot<strong>in</strong>g Slater. “He was a boy who worked <strong>in</strong> the stock room. When you needed<br />
anyth<strong>in</strong>g, you’d go tell him and he’d br<strong>in</strong>g it to you.<br />
“I said, ‘Well all right. I’ll take him.’ We put a Gould<strong>in</strong>g sidecar on that solo mach<strong>in</strong>e that<br />
Cannonball Baker rode and we go for New York—we went to New York for the show. We<br />
got as far as Trenton.<br />
“When we got to Trenton, I said to this Jimmy, ‘We’re not go<strong>in</strong>g to make it with this th<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
It’s got no guts at all!’ F<strong>in</strong>ally, I nursed the th<strong>in</strong>g, mak<strong>in</strong>g sure there was oil <strong>in</strong> there and got<br />
to New York with it. We saw the show and then we came home. It took me three hours and<br />
one half to come from New York to Philadelphia with that mach<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“Monday, I said to Slater—who was my boss, ‘This is the biggest hunk of junk I ever drove <strong>in</strong><br />
my life! It won’t do over thirty miles an hour.’ He said to me, ‘You’re not right, Joe!’ I said,<br />
‘I know what I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g about. It doesn’t have any power at all!’ He says, ‘I’ll tell you<br />
what. Pull that motor out of there will you.’<br />
“So I pulled it out of there. It took me…ten m<strong>in</strong>utes and I had the motor out. We put it on the<br />
stand and took it apart. Every cyl<strong>in</strong>der’s r<strong>in</strong>gs <strong>were</strong> froze to death.” Joe chuckled as he told<br />
the story, his eyes tw<strong>in</strong>kl<strong>in</strong>g. “Now that was the motor that he broke the world’s<br />
[transcont<strong>in</strong>ental] record with.”<br />
First Impression on Meet<strong>in</strong>g Red Wolverton<br />
“The first day that I met Red Wolverton was funny.” Joe began. “When he first came to the<br />
factory he came with Art Lemon. They brought him over to me and Art Lemon says to him,<br />
‘This is Joe. He’s an <strong>Ace</strong> man over here. He takes care of these mach<strong>in</strong>es, to get started when<br />
they go to get wrapped up.’<br />
“I looked at Red and I said to myself, ‘What is he supposed to be!’ So this fellow who was the<br />
tester over there—what was his name.” Joe was frustrated that he couldn’t immediately recall<br />
the man’s name that was a test driver at the factory. Joe Dixon was probably the name he was<br />
try<strong>in</strong>g to remember. “I’m start<strong>in</strong>g to forget names already—at my age.”<br />
“We’ll forgive you for that,” Doc said chuckl<strong>in</strong>g, understand<strong>in</strong>g that at 88, Joe just might<br />
have some trouble remember<strong>in</strong>g some names and details.<br />
“He said, ‘Would you like to take a ride on our track here?’ Joe related the test driver’s offer<br />
to Red. “Red said, ‘Yeah.’ So, he stepped on it—kicked one over—and he took it around<br />
once. As I looked at this guy that was our regular tester I said, ‘He a<strong>in</strong>’t so hot of a rider is<br />
he?’<br />
“I don’t know what happened. Red put the gas on. When he got down there to where the stock<br />
room was.” Joe made a loud motorcycle eng<strong>in</strong>e noise, laugh<strong>in</strong>g heartily. “All around there.<br />
The stand was rubb<strong>in</strong>g the wall all around. He slid that whole room.<br />
“All those guys on those mill<strong>in</strong>g mach<strong>in</strong>es that heard this here th<strong>in</strong>g roar<strong>in</strong>g, when they heard<br />
him com<strong>in</strong>g they all ran out of the room from their mach<strong>in</strong>es. When he got to the other end,<br />
he swung it around. I thought to myself, ‘This guy can really ride!’<br />
Doug and Doc <strong>were</strong> both chuckl<strong>in</strong>g and Doc commented, “That’s our Red! Oh, I love that!”<br />
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“He used to,” Doug began to say as Doc and Joe’s laughter began to subside. “He used to do<br />
that <strong>in</strong> the Henderson plant—the Schw<strong>in</strong>n plant. He’d ride on—I th<strong>in</strong>k—the third floor and<br />
ah…I th<strong>in</strong>k with Roy Artley they used to do that and he clipped his head on one of the<br />
concrete pillars one time. That sort of slowed him down a little.”<br />
Beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>Ace</strong> Assembly Department<br />
Joe laughed at hear<strong>in</strong>g of Red’s rid<strong>in</strong>g endeavors while at the Excelsior-Henderson factory.<br />
“Believe it or not, when I worked there <strong>in</strong> the assembl<strong>in</strong>g department, we had people—” Joe<br />
didn’t complete his thought and went on with another. “When I first went to work there, I<br />
didn’t want to go to work there but I was <strong>in</strong> the club—the motorcycle club—and this fellow<br />
that worked there, at the <strong>Ace</strong> factory now, he used to take the motors when they got…that<br />
they <strong>were</strong>—.<br />
“We had a belt that they <strong>were</strong> putt<strong>in</strong>g those motors on. The motors used to get <strong>built</strong> upstairs.<br />
And they put them on there and they hooked up the cha<strong>in</strong> on there and they used to run,<br />
break<strong>in</strong>g them <strong>in</strong>, the motors. And this guy used to have a stand there where he used to try<br />
four of them at one time. Then they would come off of this stand when they <strong>were</strong> loose<br />
enough. You could tell by the cha<strong>in</strong>…that the cha<strong>in</strong> wasn’t snug…that the cha<strong>in</strong> was just<br />
rid<strong>in</strong>g easy.<br />
“Then the motor was good enough to come off of there. And we put it on there and we put<br />
the…ah…” He was hav<strong>in</strong>g trouble organiz<strong>in</strong>g his thoughts and f<strong>in</strong>d<strong>in</strong>g his words. “We timed<br />
the motor, from the flywheel there, where the flywheel is,” he said, po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g towards the<br />
flywheel of the nearest <strong>Ace</strong>.<br />
“There was an exhaust center<strong>in</strong>g mark. We used to time there and then put the wires on and<br />
the spark plugs <strong>in</strong> and start them up. To see if they would run right, if there was anyth<strong>in</strong>g like<br />
the rocker arms would be loose or if the valves needed adjust<strong>in</strong>g, we had to adjust the valves.<br />
We had four of them to run at one time. We had a gas l<strong>in</strong>e hooked up to the carburetor.”<br />
Joe paused and then got back on track about how he came to work at the <strong>Ace</strong> factory. “He<br />
belonged to the motorcycle club too, this fellow that did all of this, at the factory. I was only<br />
at the club. He said to me, ‘Joe. Aren’t you work<strong>in</strong>g?’ I said, ‘No. It’s w<strong>in</strong>tertime. I don’t<br />
have to go to work. My father keeps me go<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“I had a Read<strong>in</strong>g Standard. I had a short-coupled Harley, if you know what a short-coupled<br />
Harley is? I had one of them. And I had a Read<strong>in</strong>g Standard, a 1921…20 or 21 Read<strong>in</strong>g<br />
Standard. It was blue <strong>in</strong> those days. Afterwards they <strong>were</strong> brown—the <strong>motorcycles</strong> <strong>were</strong><br />
brown. Anyhow, with a Flxi sidecar.<br />
“This fellow, that I bought that off of, he got married and his wife told him that he had to get<br />
rid of the motorcycle. He came to the club there and asked me if there was anyone there who<br />
wanted to buy his motorcycle. He said that he was go<strong>in</strong>g to have to sell it—that his wife<br />
didn’t want him to have a motorcycle. I asked him how much he wanted for it. It had a Flxi<br />
sidecar. It was beautiful! The mach<strong>in</strong>e was beautiful, so was the sidecar.<br />
“He said if he got two hundred dollars for it, he’d let it go. I told him that I’d go home and tell<br />
my father, see if he’d buy it for me. I went home—my father, he was a cement contractor. He<br />
had money. We <strong>were</strong>n’t rich, but if I wanted anyth<strong>in</strong>g, he’d buy if for me.”<br />
The “A” side of tape One ran out at this po<strong>in</strong>t. However, accord<strong>in</strong>g to my grandmother, it turned out that<br />
the bike was stolen and subsequently repossessed from my grandfather by the authorities.<br />
Tape One: Side B<br />
Side “B” of tape One beg<strong>in</strong>s with Joe talk<strong>in</strong>g about a mach<strong>in</strong>e owned by the man at the Keystone<br />
Motorcycle Club who got my grandfather <strong>in</strong>to the job at the <strong>Ace</strong> factory.<br />
“…with the overhead valves.” Joe was describ<strong>in</strong>g to Doc.<br />
“Yes. Overhead conversion.” Doc stated confirm<strong>in</strong>g that he did <strong>in</strong>deed know to what Joe was<br />
referr<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
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“He had one that could fly!” Joe emphasized the speed of the mach<strong>in</strong>e. “He used to beat<br />
motorcycle guys with it. Anyway, he says, ‘Aren’t you work<strong>in</strong>g Joe?’ I said, ‘I don’t have to<br />
work.’ He said, ‘I need somebody at the factory, to help.’ I thought to myself, ‘He’s full of it.’<br />
But I went down there anyway. Sure enough, they hired me.<br />
“I’m over there work<strong>in</strong>g with him. Everybody knew me at the club…who I was. I was Dutch<br />
Karl’s kid. That was my uncle. He used to race down there at the Po<strong>in</strong>t Breeze. He got me a<br />
job with the Niley boys. I don’t know…do you remember the Niley boys? He was at the<br />
Indian—that’s where I learned how to put the tires on.<br />
“I go over there and he broke me <strong>in</strong> good…tak<strong>in</strong>g those…gett<strong>in</strong>g those motors on the stand.<br />
The two of us, we put them on, got them all hooked up, and got them runn<strong>in</strong>g. All of the<br />
sudden, I got stuck with that job.”<br />
“You <strong>were</strong> too good at it.” Doc joked.<br />
“No. He quit. He left out of there. So, I’m over there struggl<strong>in</strong>g by myself. I’m do<strong>in</strong>g<br />
good…they…as soon as I needed help, they gave me a helper…to put the motors on the<br />
runn<strong>in</strong>g belt…onto the stand where we had everyth<strong>in</strong>g hooked up to the carburetor.”<br />
Pa<strong>in</strong>t Shop Blues<br />
“I’m work<strong>in</strong>g over there…really do<strong>in</strong>g a good job. Every one of those that I put on that stand,<br />
they run good. Really run f<strong>in</strong>e. I adjusted the carburetor…a Schebler carburetor…and they<br />
<strong>were</strong> do<strong>in</strong>g f<strong>in</strong>e, and they sent them to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop.<br />
“That is why I used to always know if someone had a different motor <strong>in</strong> there because every<br />
<strong>Ace</strong> motor was pa<strong>in</strong>ted. Pa<strong>in</strong>ted blue. That’s why I said to you today, ‘How’d you get that<br />
motor?’ Anyhow, here’s what happened.<br />
“I’m work<strong>in</strong>g over there, all of the sudden, I’m look<strong>in</strong>g around and the whole place is full of<br />
<strong>motorcycles</strong>. And this guy who was <strong>in</strong> charge of the assembl<strong>in</strong>g department, he was a pugilist.<br />
I don’t know if you know who I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g about. He was Italian but he went under an Irish<br />
name. He was a fighter.<br />
“He comes over there and says, ‘I feel like punch<strong>in</strong>g you <strong>in</strong> the nose!’ I said, ‘What for?’ I<br />
wasn’t too sk<strong>in</strong>ny, I wasn’t scared of him. He could have knocked me all over the place. I<br />
looked at him and I said, ‘What are you talk<strong>in</strong>g about?’ He said, ‘None of those <strong>motorcycles</strong><br />
are runn<strong>in</strong>g. What did you do? Didn’t you adjust them, get them runn<strong>in</strong>g before you sent them<br />
to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop?’<br />
“I said that every one of them that left over here was runn<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> good condition. Because that<br />
used to be all done. All they had to do was put it <strong>in</strong> the frame, the assembl<strong>in</strong>g guys. I bet there<br />
was about seventy-five or a hundred <strong>motorcycles</strong> all over the…”<br />
“Were they <strong>motorcycles</strong> that you had tested?” Doc <strong>in</strong>terrupted.<br />
“Every one of them wouldn’t run. So, here’s what happened. Before they got together…” Joe<br />
was struggl<strong>in</strong>g to get his thoughts together. “Everyth<strong>in</strong>g was hooked up, they’d give it a start<br />
and it wouldn’t run. He came over there and he really got me sore, tell<strong>in</strong>g me that I didn’t<br />
know what I was do<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“He hired a couple of mechanics and here they had some of them with the…some of those<br />
guys changed the magnetos on them, some of them took the manifolds off, the carburetors off,<br />
some of them had the front tim<strong>in</strong>g gear covers off.”<br />
“After you had them runn<strong>in</strong>g?” Doug asked.<br />
“Well, after it was…after it was… It was runn<strong>in</strong>g when I left it.” Joe was try<strong>in</strong>g to expla<strong>in</strong>.<br />
“When it got to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop, all they did was to pa<strong>in</strong>t them…pa<strong>in</strong>t the crank case.”<br />
“They pa<strong>in</strong>ted the motor after you had it assembled?” Doug asked for clarification.<br />
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“Everyth<strong>in</strong>g was done. It was runn<strong>in</strong>g good.” Joe was try<strong>in</strong>g to understand what Doug was<br />
ask<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“After you had a runn<strong>in</strong>g motor, then the eng<strong>in</strong>e went to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop?” Doug was try<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
clarify when and how the eng<strong>in</strong>es <strong>were</strong> pa<strong>in</strong>ted. This <strong>in</strong>formation was not available anywhere<br />
else and Joe would be their last chance to f<strong>in</strong>d out.<br />
“Yeah, the eng<strong>in</strong>e went to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop.” Joe confirmed. He leaned forward <strong>in</strong> his chair,<br />
anxious now to cont<strong>in</strong>ue his story. “I said to him, ‘What are you talk<strong>in</strong>g about?’ He said,<br />
‘Look at them! None of these <strong>motorcycles</strong> are runn<strong>in</strong>g. You didn’t have them runn<strong>in</strong>g when<br />
you sent them over to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop.’<br />
Compression anyone?<br />
“He had hired a couple of mechanics and they couldn’t seem to f<strong>in</strong>d anyth<strong>in</strong>g wrong with<br />
them. Now he wanted to f<strong>in</strong>d out from me. I asked him to let me look at one of them at least<br />
and he agreed. He told me to leave the four eng<strong>in</strong>es runn<strong>in</strong>g that I had on the stands.<br />
“I got over there and I kicked one over and I thought, ‘That’s funny!’ It spun around like there<br />
was noth<strong>in</strong>g to it, no trouble. I thought that it was funny that it didn’t want to go. And then, it<br />
came to me! When we sent them over to the pa<strong>in</strong>t shop, they <strong>were</strong> runn<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“We used to have to start them by hand. We didn’t kick them, they <strong>were</strong> up <strong>in</strong> the air. We’d<br />
turn that little lever around and we went down on it and every one of them felt good go<strong>in</strong>g<br />
down…tight. I went to another one and kicked the th<strong>in</strong>g around and, same th<strong>in</strong>g. It just spun<br />
around. Wouldn’t catch on or noth<strong>in</strong>g. I thought to myself, ‘When they put them <strong>in</strong> the pa<strong>in</strong>t<br />
shop that’s when the trouble started.’ I went back to my department where the motors <strong>were</strong><br />
runn<strong>in</strong>g and got myself some oil and a little gasol<strong>in</strong>e and I mixed up a little gasol<strong>in</strong>e and oil.<br />
“This first one that I kicked over, that spun around so easy, I took the spark plugs out and<br />
squirted a little oil and gas under the cyl<strong>in</strong>der and kicked it a couple of times until I heard,<br />
woosh…Woosh…WOOSH.” Joe was mak<strong>in</strong>g woosh<strong>in</strong>g noises as he pantomimed crank<strong>in</strong>g<br />
over the motorcycle eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“You know, when you kick it over…the compression? I put the spark plugs <strong>in</strong> and put the<br />
wires on, kicked it and then….ZZOOM…when it went off! He ran over to me and asked what<br />
was the matter with it. I told him that I didn’t know yet.” Joe laughed over his discovery.<br />
“I did another one the same way and got it started. He looked at those two guys he hired, with<br />
the magnetos off and the front covers off, manifold off, carburetor off, and he said, ‘You<br />
guys, get your @#$% tools out of here! You’re fired you @#$%.’ You should have heard<br />
him.<br />
“He said to me, ‘What was the matter with them?’ The trouble was…it wasn’t that they<br />
wouldn’t run…they put those motors <strong>in</strong> that oven, dur<strong>in</strong>g the night. That was the last th<strong>in</strong>g the<br />
pa<strong>in</strong>ters did because they did all the pa<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g. They pa<strong>in</strong>ted the motors and put them <strong>in</strong>to the<br />
oven and they <strong>were</strong> <strong>in</strong> there all night. So, guess what happened, dur<strong>in</strong>g the night?”<br />
“They got too hot?” Doc offered.<br />
“Yeah. All of the oil came off of the cyl<strong>in</strong>ders. They had no compression. Well, I got them<br />
go<strong>in</strong>g and that’s how I lost that job, runn<strong>in</strong>g the motors <strong>in</strong>. I lost that job and got put <strong>in</strong>to the<br />
assembl<strong>in</strong>g department there where they used to come off of that mach<strong>in</strong>e. You ought to have<br />
seen how quickly I cleaned up that gang of <strong>motorcycles</strong>.”<br />
“So,” asked Doug. “When they pa<strong>in</strong>ted the motors, they pa<strong>in</strong>ted everyth<strong>in</strong>g? They pa<strong>in</strong>ted<br />
over all the screws, all the hardware, everyth<strong>in</strong>g?”<br />
“All the screws and everyth<strong>in</strong>g. Believe it or not.” Joe confirmed.<br />
“They didn’t dip it? They just brush pa<strong>in</strong>ted it?” This was an important po<strong>in</strong>t for Doug.<br />
“No. Just with a brush.” Joe assured him.<br />
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“They brush pa<strong>in</strong>ted them?” Doc began to say.<br />
“And then they baked the f<strong>in</strong>ish.” Doug cont<strong>in</strong>ued.<br />
“…and left the cyl<strong>in</strong>ders black.” Doc completed.<br />
“No. They didn’t touch the cyl<strong>in</strong>ders.” Joe offered quickly <strong>in</strong> response to Doc’s statement.<br />
“But they touched it…they did it with a brush. They pa<strong>in</strong>ted everyth<strong>in</strong>g…” Joe was cut off by<br />
Doc.<br />
“I’ll be darned. Everyth<strong>in</strong>g was pa<strong>in</strong>ted. All the nuts and bolts and seals.” Doc’s voice trailed<br />
off.<br />
“Yes. Everyth<strong>in</strong>g is covered. Good.” Doug confirmed to Doc. “That’s probably why a lot of<br />
the plat<strong>in</strong>g is still good on some of this.”<br />
“<strong>From</strong> then on,” cont<strong>in</strong>ued Joe. “I was the <strong>Ace</strong> mechanic over there.” Speak<strong>in</strong>g about how he<br />
diagnosed the reason why the bikes wouldn’t start.<br />
“The <strong>Ace</strong> mechanic.” Doc repeated and then laughed pleased with Joe’s description of<br />
himself.<br />
“If they wanted to know anyth<strong>in</strong>g, come to Joe!” Joe said with great pride. “Joe will tell you<br />
what’s wrong with it.”<br />
Sidecar Shuffle<br />
“Here’s a couple pictures.” Doug showed Joe some photographs. “Here’s one of Art.”<br />
“Yeah,” Joe looked at the photo. “This is Art Lemon.”<br />
“Here’s another one of Red.” Doug cont<strong>in</strong>ued to po<strong>in</strong>t out another photo to Joe. “I took that<br />
down at the factory.”<br />
“Now, who was this?” Joe asked, not hear<strong>in</strong>g clearly and just beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g to study the<br />
photograph.<br />
“That’s Red!” Doug motioned towards the picture.<br />
“That’s Red Wolverton as an old man.” Doc repeated.<br />
“Oh yeah, well he got…” Joe began and then had another thought and laughed. “I’ve got a lot<br />
of stories to tell about Red Wolverton but I better not tell them.” After a slight pause, he<br />
began aga<strong>in</strong>. “He said to me when he first came here, ‘Is there any girls around here?’ I said<br />
yes, there <strong>were</strong> plenty girls. I took him around and showed him some of the girls.”<br />
Doug and Doc both laughed. “A ladies man.” Doc stated.<br />
“Red could really ride!” Joe exclaimed, chang<strong>in</strong>g track aga<strong>in</strong>. “I was…was…do you know<br />
what we did on Sunday when we used to ride?” Joe leaned forward and became quite<br />
animated as he demonstrated. “He used to get close to me and turn the gas off on me. On the<br />
throttle, you know? They wanted to see if I would be chicken enough to see if him and I<br />
would race off down the road like a son of a gun. I’m tell<strong>in</strong>g you, he was…Red Wolverton, I<br />
say, was about the best rider—driver—I ever run <strong>in</strong>to.”<br />
“Well they picked the right man to set the world’s record then, didn’t they?” Doc asked Joe.<br />
“Yes they did. Yes they did.” Joe nodded reflectively.<br />
“Now, on that.” Doc said referr<strong>in</strong>g to the speed record. He was anxious to f<strong>in</strong>d out some<br />
specific <strong>in</strong>formation. “Do you remember…? Now they set the sidecar record…” Doc paused<br />
to formulate his thoughts.<br />
“Yeah. A hundred and fourteen miles per hour.” Joe said matter-of-factly.<br />
“A hundred and six I believe, but it doesn’t matter.” Doc corrected. However, Joe was quot<strong>in</strong>g<br />
the speed that was <strong>in</strong>correctly reported as a result of the first record attempt made on<br />
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November 12, 1923. Joe assented and Doc went on. “Was that done with XP-4 or XP-3? Do<br />
you remember?”<br />
“Now, I don’t really know. If I told you…” Joe began to say but was cut off.<br />
“Some say it was XP-3 with the sidecar, and others say they bolted the sidecar onto XP-4.”<br />
Doc was clearly hop<strong>in</strong>g that Joe could provide first hand knowledge as to which mach<strong>in</strong>e was<br />
<strong>in</strong> fact used.<br />
“Well, you know, it was funny.” Joe said, speak<strong>in</strong>g of the day on which the record attempt<br />
occurred. “There was such a…we had a pretty good crowd there. After Red rode the first<br />
race—solo—a big crowd came around. I don’t know who put that sidecar on.” This statement<br />
would <strong>in</strong>dicate that the sidecar was bolted to XP-4 rather than two mach<strong>in</strong>es be<strong>in</strong>g on hand.<br />
“You don’t know which bike it was put on?” Doc asked, <strong>in</strong>sist<strong>in</strong>g that there <strong>were</strong> two bikes.<br />
“I didn’t know. I didn’t know.” Joe shook his head. He seemed disappo<strong>in</strong>ted that he couldn’t<br />
shed any light on the issue.<br />
“Did they have time to change? It didn’t take long to put it on, did it?” Doc’s questions came<br />
quickly. “It was just a couple of pieces of pipe and a piece of stove pipe.”<br />
“No. It was a flared…” Joe was try<strong>in</strong>g to answer even as Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued to ask more<br />
questions. “Three p<strong>in</strong>s.” He f<strong>in</strong>ally stammered out. “And a big sausage.” They both <strong>were</strong><br />
referr<strong>in</strong>g to the odd shape of the custom made Flxible sidecar.<br />
“But they would have had to change the gear<strong>in</strong>g.” Doc said this more as a statement than a<br />
question. “They would have had to change the sprocket.”<br />
“Not necessarily.” Doug weighed <strong>in</strong> on the subject. “Thirty-four pounds?”<br />
“Yeah. With the w<strong>in</strong>d dragg<strong>in</strong>g…it would have been a lower…you would have had the same<br />
RPM for both records. They would have dropped a tooth on…” It’s difficult to hear what Doc<br />
is say<strong>in</strong>g on the tape.<br />
“They <strong>were</strong>n’t worried about midrange, they <strong>were</strong> worried about top end.” Doug said clearly.<br />
“I asked Red, ‘About what speed was it…how fast <strong>were</strong> you go<strong>in</strong>g before you put it <strong>in</strong> high<br />
gear?’ You know…the racer? The solo job?” Joe asked, mak<strong>in</strong>g sure they understood what he<br />
was talk<strong>in</strong>g about. Then, speak<strong>in</strong>g of Red. “He said, ‘I was do<strong>in</strong>g better than seventy miles<br />
per hour when I f<strong>in</strong>ally dropped it <strong>in</strong>to high gear.’ He also said, ‘You talk about someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
that really flies.’<br />
“He was also a little put off with me because I didn’t go <strong>in</strong> with him…<strong>in</strong>to that sausage. I said<br />
that I didn’t want to go <strong>in</strong> there. It was only thirty-one <strong>in</strong>ches wide or someth<strong>in</strong>g. It was very<br />
narrow.”<br />
“It wasn’t wide at all. And it was <strong>in</strong> the back and, you know, you <strong>were</strong> <strong>in</strong> like this.” Joe<br />
p<strong>in</strong>ched his shoulders <strong>in</strong> close show<strong>in</strong>g how you <strong>were</strong> stuck <strong>in</strong> the sidecar, like be<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>side an<br />
<strong>in</strong>ner tube.<br />
“All he would had to do is this,” Doc gestured a wrench<strong>in</strong>g or twist<strong>in</strong>g motion, “…and it<br />
would have flown over. Right!”<br />
“He said Everitt DeLong went <strong>in</strong>.” Doug had heard this from Red Wolverton. He had to<br />
repeat himself s<strong>in</strong>ce Joe didn’t hear him. “He said when Everitt DeLong rode the sidecar the<br />
jewels <strong>in</strong> his watch broke from the vibration.<br />
Apparently Joe was hav<strong>in</strong>g trouble hear<strong>in</strong>g Doug because he proceeded to tell them who<br />
really rode <strong>in</strong> the sidecar. “Well, the fellow that really got <strong>in</strong> there…I know who got <strong>in</strong> there.<br />
It was this here fellow that was assistant to Art Lemon <strong>in</strong> the experimental room.”<br />
“DeLong!” Doc stated the name loud and clear enough for Joe to f<strong>in</strong>ally catch it.<br />
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“DeLong!” Joe quickly repeated. “DeLong. He f<strong>in</strong>ally went <strong>in</strong> there. ‘Joe,’ Red says to me,<br />
‘Go ahead. Try it. You’ll be all right.’ I said no way! I wasn’t go<strong>in</strong>g to get <strong>in</strong> there.” Doc and<br />
Doug began laugh<strong>in</strong>g with Joe at his refusal to get <strong>in</strong>to the sidecar.<br />
“It had a rope <strong>in</strong> there to pull yourself <strong>in</strong>. Well I had pretty good… I was a pretty good size<br />
shoe on too.” I found this last statement to be especially <strong>in</strong>terest<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
At the time, there must have been some good-natured ribb<strong>in</strong>g go<strong>in</strong>g on about who would have<br />
enough nerve to go <strong>in</strong>to the sidecar let alone who could actually fit <strong>in</strong>to it! When <strong>in</strong>terviewed<br />
<strong>in</strong> Motorcycl<strong>in</strong>g and Bicycl<strong>in</strong>g Illustrated afterwards about how he came to be the one who<br />
volunteered, he said that he had ‘number seven shoes.’ Even then, he had to remove his shoes<br />
to fit <strong>in</strong>side. This <strong>in</strong>terview was conducted on the heels of the first attempt.<br />
Canned Heat<br />
“Do you remember—now when they <strong>were</strong> t<strong>in</strong>ker<strong>in</strong>g with it before hand, they probably<br />
changed spark plugs, for the run, they probably put new plugs <strong>in</strong>—huh? Did they? Start it up<br />
on one set; warmed it up. Red said they put canned heat under it to warm up the eng<strong>in</strong>e. It was<br />
a cold day. Did that hold out?” Doc paused, wait<strong>in</strong>g for Joe to reply. Joe just looked at him<br />
blankly.<br />
“You don’t remember? Red said that they put heat under there?” Joe didn’t seem to remember<br />
this. Especially s<strong>in</strong>ce he was probably only there for the first record run and not the second<br />
when the heat was used.<br />
“They put heat under there to warm it up.” Doc repeated.<br />
“No,” he f<strong>in</strong>ally replied. “That I didn’t see because I was right there, I didn’t see it. There was<br />
such a crowd around there. They had the police around there, all over the…” Joe was try<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
relay the sense of commotion and confusion that must have existed at the time. Photos taken<br />
at the time of the first attempt show a lot of people pos<strong>in</strong>g beh<strong>in</strong>d Red and the XP-4 mach<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“The reason I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g about this is…” Doc pressed on, cutt<strong>in</strong>g Joe off. “…I have—see,<br />
that’s the right…that’s the Sc<strong>in</strong>tilla magneto. They used a Swiss magneto.” Joe nodded <strong>in</strong><br />
agreement and Doc went on. “And boy oh boy—if that gets just a little damp, now like this<br />
morn<strong>in</strong>g—it’s done! It’s f<strong>in</strong>ished! You don’t get anyth<strong>in</strong>g out of it.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued nodd<strong>in</strong>g<br />
and voic<strong>in</strong>g his agreement with Doc.<br />
“I have to put a heat lamp—it sits outside or anyth<strong>in</strong>g—I have to put a heat lamp on that and<br />
cook it awhile before it dries out enough. It is the most sensitive magneto that I’ve ever<br />
take… I wanted to know if there’s any truth… Do you remember anyth<strong>in</strong>g like that? Of<br />
course, did they drive it…they didn’t drive it up from the factory—to Roosevelt Boulevard,<br />
did they?”<br />
“No. It was sent up there with a truck. It was all <strong>in</strong> back. And DeLong had the job of do<strong>in</strong>g<br />
that. He was the one that was also assistant to Mr. Henderson.” Joe may have meant Art<br />
Lemon. It’s not clear when Everett DeLong first came to work at <strong>Ace</strong>, whether before or after<br />
Lemon’s arrival. “DeLong was also Mr. Henderson’s…second man, you can say.”<br />
XP-4 Pistons<br />
“Now, another th<strong>in</strong>g,” Doc went on to say, <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g XP-4. “The pistons <strong>in</strong> this…have real<br />
high domes and have one r<strong>in</strong>g.”<br />
“One r<strong>in</strong>g?” Joe asked <strong>in</strong> confirmation.<br />
“One r<strong>in</strong>g.” Doc repeated.<br />
“Well, the ones that we put <strong>in</strong> there <strong>were</strong> the larger pistons. The first pistons <strong>were</strong> cast iron<br />
and then we went down <strong>in</strong>to alum<strong>in</strong>um pistons. But not with the dome on them like you say.”<br />
Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g about production bikes now and not the experimental eng<strong>in</strong>es.<br />
“They <strong>were</strong> just flat.” Doc offered.<br />
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“Flat. Yeah.” Joe agreed and then went on. “And, ah, float<strong>in</strong>g p<strong>in</strong>s with a bronze plug <strong>in</strong> the<br />
end of each one. Every one of them…afterwards we <strong>were</strong> even fix<strong>in</strong>g the motor up that came<br />
<strong>in</strong> there from other places—that <strong>were</strong> sent <strong>in</strong> to be fixed. Then when I f<strong>in</strong>ally got <strong>in</strong>to the<br />
service department I was do<strong>in</strong>g some of that work with the connect<strong>in</strong>g rods and putt<strong>in</strong>g the<br />
new pistons on there with the float<strong>in</strong>g p<strong>in</strong>s <strong>in</strong> it. They <strong>were</strong> all noisy when they first started up<br />
but boy, afterwards they went so smooth.”<br />
“Yeah, alum<strong>in</strong>um pistons <strong>were</strong> that way.” Doc agreed but they <strong>were</strong> now off of the subject of<br />
the XP-4 <strong>in</strong> particular. “The pistons are drilled all full of holes then on this…to lighten them.”<br />
“We didn’t do that on the standard jobs. When somebody sent one <strong>in</strong> we fixed it up.” Joe<br />
didn’t seem to have specific knowledge of the <strong>in</strong>ternal components used <strong>in</strong> the experimental<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
XP-4 Magneto<br />
“I’ve had an awful lot of trouble with this magneto—just a heavy dew and this th<strong>in</strong>g won’t<br />
go. I have to put a heat lamp on it and cook the magneto. Very sensitive.” Doc was try<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
steer the conversation back to the XP-4 and the record run.<br />
“You should put the right magneto on that they had on there.” Joe said this, as if the XP-4<br />
<strong>were</strong> just another street <strong>Ace</strong>. “It was a…”<br />
“A Simms.” Doc filled <strong>in</strong> the name of the standard magneto for Joe. “The street bikes had<br />
Simms on them.”<br />
“It’ll run just as good as with that magneto on there.” Joe was referr<strong>in</strong>g to the Sc<strong>in</strong>tilla<br />
magneto currently used on the experimental eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“For what I do with it, I th<strong>in</strong>k it would run better.” Doc had to admit. “This magneto is a pa<strong>in</strong><br />
<strong>in</strong> the foot! But Red said it used a Sc<strong>in</strong>tilla magneto, so I put…”<br />
Red’s Close Call at Factory<br />
“Well they did everyth<strong>in</strong>g special on that.” Joe <strong>in</strong>dicated the experimental mach<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> pass<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“Because, Art Lemon…you know, when he first came there I told him—I even told Mr.<br />
Henderson—I said, ‘I have a little 61 Harley with a sidecar and I can beat a solo <strong>Ace</strong>.’ He<br />
asked me—Mr. Henderson now.” He probably meant Art Lemon. Apparently he had<br />
compla<strong>in</strong>ed to Mr. Henderson about the <strong>Ace</strong>’s lack of power <strong>in</strong> the past.<br />
“Because I worked with the fellow that tested the <strong>motorcycles</strong> [Joe Dixon] before they got<br />
shipped away, I worked there with him to get the mach<strong>in</strong>es ready for him to test. He [Art<br />
Lemon] came over there and he said, ‘Do you do all that to the motorcycle before the tester<br />
runs them?’ I said yes, I make sure that the clutch is adjusted right, the brakes are right—to<br />
see if there is a cotter p<strong>in</strong> <strong>in</strong> it because we had one cotter p<strong>in</strong> failure over there.<br />
“Red was…the second week he was there—when Art Lemon took over. When he was there I<br />
told him we had fellows up at the motorcycle club that are runn<strong>in</strong>g us down about the <strong>Ace</strong> not<br />
be<strong>in</strong>g so fast; they’re too slow.<br />
“Art Lemon was there two weeks—his first two weeks—this is on a Saturday. He says to me,<br />
‘Jehovah, don’t go home. We’re go<strong>in</strong>g to try someth<strong>in</strong>g after the gang gets out of here.’ We<br />
had that track <strong>in</strong> there, <strong>in</strong> the factory there. I said, ‘All right. I’ll stay.’<br />
“Whatever Art Lemon did to that motor—Red was test<strong>in</strong>g it. They had a young fellow <strong>in</strong> the<br />
experimental room—a little bit—about the same age as I was, and he worked <strong>in</strong> there. Don’t<br />
you know he forgot to put cotter p<strong>in</strong>s <strong>in</strong> the [unclear]—<strong>in</strong> the brakes you know? Red didn’t<br />
know it.<br />
“He was over there rid<strong>in</strong>g it on the track, rid<strong>in</strong>g the heck out of it. All of the sudden, I see, he<br />
put out his oars. He couldn’t stop! Head<strong>in</strong>g for the pit! Because the railroad had an entry <strong>in</strong><br />
the factory there and they used to back <strong>in</strong> the…they used to load that up with the cycles and<br />
send them out…and there was a plank across there and a big fat wall on the other side.<br />
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“I knew there was someth<strong>in</strong>g wrong because when Red put out his legs, I knew he couldn’t<br />
stop. I ran after him, he hit the wall and I grabbed a hold of him. There was a plank about that<br />
wide across the railroad sid<strong>in</strong>g.” He was <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g the thickness with his thumb and <strong>in</strong>dex<br />
f<strong>in</strong>ger.<br />
“Art Lemon came over there—that whole front end—that front wheel got square!” Joe was<br />
once aga<strong>in</strong> laugh<strong>in</strong>g over the <strong>in</strong>cident. “He must have hit that about a good forty mile an hour<br />
or better. I just grabbed him <strong>in</strong> time before he would fall down <strong>in</strong>to the pit with the<br />
motorcycle on top of him. I got a hold on him. He said, ‘Jehovah, thanks a lot!’ I said, ‘You<br />
better thank me a lot.’<br />
“Anyway, we got him back. Art Lemon comes to me, he says, ‘Go <strong>in</strong> the stock room and get<br />
another front end and put it <strong>in</strong>. We’re go<strong>in</strong>g to see if Red lost his nerve.” Everybody had a<br />
good laugh over the story.<br />
Art Lemon’s Tune<br />
“Red told me that after Art Lemon started,” Doug began to give a possible explanation as why<br />
the <strong>Ace</strong>’s performance woes. “He found out that the cam tim<strong>in</strong>g was off by seven degrees and<br />
that’s why they <strong>were</strong> slow.”<br />
“The first time that Mr. Henderson asked me how I liked the <strong>Ace</strong> motorcycle I said that,<br />
‘they’re all right, but they don’t have anyth<strong>in</strong>g. No speed, no power.’ He went back <strong>in</strong>side,<br />
<strong>in</strong>to the experimental room. He didn’t give me an argument. The nicest guy <strong>in</strong> the world, that<br />
you would ever want to talk to…this Mr. Henderson.” Joe probably meant Art Lemon.<br />
“A couple of weeks afterwards, I said to this guy that was test<strong>in</strong>g the <strong>motorcycles</strong>, ‘Did you<br />
notice someth<strong>in</strong>g?’ He said, ‘Yeah. I was go<strong>in</strong>g to ask you if you noticed anyth<strong>in</strong>g.’ The<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>es <strong>were</strong> gett<strong>in</strong>g faster. Real lively! I don’t know what Mr. Henderson had said to<br />
upstairs—where the motor department was—but they changed someth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> the motorcycle.<br />
In the motor.”<br />
“Red had said that… The crankshaft, as you know, is offset a little bit—to one side. The<br />
crankshaft isn’t dead center and Red said that this gives a seven-degree difference <strong>in</strong> your<br />
spark tim<strong>in</strong>g; and they found that if they advanced the spark seven degrees it took care of that.<br />
That’s probably what they did.” Doc believed the two accounts reconciled each other. “Seven<br />
degrees is a lot of advance!”<br />
Sport<strong>in</strong>g Solo<br />
“Whatever Mr. Henderson did… Now I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to tell you someth<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe began but then<br />
uttered his favorite phrase that meant that he’d changed course aga<strong>in</strong>. “He was a… When he<br />
designed that drop bar, he…so…I said this is…I said…” Joe’s words tumbled out as he<br />
searched for what he wanted to say. “I got him to do that! I said that you sit like a…like<br />
noth<strong>in</strong>g on there.”<br />
“You put the Sport<strong>in</strong>g Solo bars on there?” Doc <strong>in</strong>dicated the brightly nickeled handlebars on<br />
the street <strong>Ace</strong>.<br />
“Yeah. You put them… He made the different bars. And then, at the same time, they changed<br />
the manifold… The exhaust manifold?” Joe looked at Doc and Doug, look<strong>in</strong>g for their<br />
acknowledgement. “And they called it the sport…the sport<strong>in</strong>g model. You know—with the<br />
drop bars. Twenty-five dollars! Twenty-five or seventy-five dollars more dear.”<br />
“Well that’s the…ah…putt<strong>in</strong>g the p<strong>in</strong>s on the <strong>in</strong>take boxes Doug, huh?” Doc turned his<br />
attention from Joe to Doug with this question. “They changed that <strong>in</strong> 1922 or so?”<br />
“Yes, and the exhaust manifold changed too.” Doug seemed reluctant to say too much. He<br />
wanted to hear as much from Joe as possible and only entered the conversation to confirm<br />
some po<strong>in</strong>t or another.<br />
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“All of a sudden, they <strong>were</strong> start<strong>in</strong>g to get a little livelier.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued his story about the<br />
<strong>in</strong>creased performance of the production mach<strong>in</strong>es but Doc’s mov<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4 around<br />
silenced him.<br />
“You see—you take that stand off when you run it.” Doc had removed the rear stand from<br />
XP-4 and was turn<strong>in</strong>g it around. “We want to turn it around so the other side shows where the<br />
manifold is on.”<br />
“We changed the manifold. You see—the manifold that’s on there now, that was <strong>built</strong> up.<br />
That wasn’t the standard manifold.” Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g about the custom exhaust header on the<br />
race mach<strong>in</strong>e. “The exhaust manifold I’m talk<strong>in</strong>g about.” After a pause he cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “We<br />
didn’t have the oil pressure gauge on it. Did you put that on?”<br />
“I put the oil pressure gauge on,” Doc replied.<br />
“Did you put a forced feed shaft <strong>in</strong> it?” Joe asked Doc. “Is it a forced feed?”<br />
“That’s the orig<strong>in</strong>al. That’s the experimental eng<strong>in</strong>e,” Doug jo<strong>in</strong>ed <strong>in</strong>, try<strong>in</strong>g to help Joe<br />
understand. “The experimental eng<strong>in</strong>e had the pressure feed.”<br />
“Oh, they had the force feed <strong>in</strong> the crankshaft?” Joe asked.<br />
“Just for the experimental motors.” Doug replied.<br />
“But the other ones didn’t.” Joe turned back to the race mach<strong>in</strong>e. “Has this one got a splash<br />
system <strong>in</strong> it?”<br />
“No, no! Forced feed—this’ll run seventy-five pounds of pressure,” Doc ans<strong>were</strong>d proudly.<br />
“It must have an oversized pump or someth<strong>in</strong>g. And another th<strong>in</strong>g here, you see—this cover is<br />
cast alum<strong>in</strong>um.”<br />
“Yeah, the other one was t<strong>in</strong>,” Joe said, referr<strong>in</strong>g to the type of tim<strong>in</strong>g gear cover used on the<br />
production <strong>motorcycles</strong>.<br />
Rocker Arm Oil<strong>in</strong>g<br />
“Just stamped t<strong>in</strong>. The production ones <strong>were</strong> stamped t<strong>in</strong>.” Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out<br />
authentic features of the <strong>Ace</strong> XP-4 eng<strong>in</strong>e to Joe. “The little rocker arms are so neat—<strong>in</strong>stead<br />
of just be<strong>in</strong>g flat on their sides, they’re all mach<strong>in</strong>ed. The rocker arms are light weight and<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>ed.”<br />
“That used to be one of our failures,” Joe said, <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g the rocker arms on the eng<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“Nobody, after they bought a mach<strong>in</strong>e off of us, oiled the rocker arms…on the top…on the<br />
<strong>in</strong>take.”<br />
“I put pieces of felt <strong>in</strong>side them and I keep the felt soaked with oil. Like on blackboard<br />
erasers, you know, that thick felt?” Doc motioned towards the rocker arm cover and lifted the<br />
spr<strong>in</strong>g-loaded flap to show Joe. “I have a piece of felt…”<br />
“Inside there?” Joe asked.<br />
“See it there?” Doc was po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g at the piece of felt that filled the space between the top of the<br />
rocker arms and the cover. “I keep it soaked with oil.” The flap snapped back with a loud pop<br />
when he let it go.<br />
“We used to get mach<strong>in</strong>es that would come back to the service department where the rocker<br />
arms <strong>were</strong> so worn that half of the lift was gone!”<br />
“They just let them run dry,” Doc agreed and then went on to describe another orig<strong>in</strong>al part on<br />
his mach<strong>in</strong>e. “Do you see the alum<strong>in</strong>um <strong>in</strong>take manifold?”<br />
“That’s not the right one…that was on there.” Joe kept <strong>in</strong>sist<strong>in</strong>g on po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g out how the XP-4<br />
differed from the production <strong>motorcycles</strong> while Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued to describe the unique pieces<br />
used on XP-4.<br />
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“That’s alum<strong>in</strong>um,” Doc went on—<strong>in</strong>different to Joe’s previous comment. “Do you see the<br />
alum<strong>in</strong>um carburetor?”<br />
“Yeah, yeah. That’s a Schebler too?” Joe ans<strong>were</strong>d.<br />
“That’s a Schebler,” Doc confirmed. “That was the one they had… That’s the carburetor that<br />
they had cast special for this.<br />
“The push rod…ah…the tappet guide. They’re different. See the bulge on the top? <strong>Ace</strong> didn’t<br />
have that. See that bulge? That’s different. And it didn’t have those little caps on it. They<br />
had…<strong>Ace</strong> had like…those little hexagonal caps.”<br />
Room for Improvement<br />
“You’d be surprised…” Joe had been only listen<strong>in</strong>g half-heartedly to Doc and now wanted to<br />
steer the conversation back towards his days at the <strong>Ace</strong>. “As smart as Mr. Henderson was, he<br />
didn’t realize how hot that used to get. Because, when I got a little bit…after I got to know<br />
how the mach<strong>in</strong>e was runn<strong>in</strong>g and everyth<strong>in</strong>g, I used to have too much to say.<br />
“I used to say that there ought to be oil com<strong>in</strong>g up <strong>through</strong> the rocker arms and onto the top. I<br />
got <strong>in</strong>to a lot of trouble. They hired a fellow by the name of Dixon…Joe Dixon. Do you<br />
remember him? He used to be a racer for the Indian <strong>motorcycles</strong>.”<br />
“Doesn’t r<strong>in</strong>g a bell,” Doc began to say to himself. “Oh, not Freddy? Joe Dixon! There was a<br />
Freddy Dixon that raced for Indian. An Englishman.”<br />
“Yeah. This guy was an Englishman.” Joe didn’t sound so sure that the man’s name was<br />
Freddy but he did remember him be<strong>in</strong>g English. There is a photo show<strong>in</strong>g the development<br />
staff pos<strong>in</strong>g beh<strong>in</strong>d an <strong>Ace</strong> motorcycle and he is identified as Joe Dixon. “They hired him and<br />
they put me <strong>in</strong> with him because he always found plenty wrong with them.”<br />
Down on the Farm<br />
“This…if you let it sit, without mov<strong>in</strong>g…” Doc switched. “…will get hotter than Hell!<br />
Hendersons are the same way. They get hot. My Henderson…I have a Henderson too by the<br />
way. I have a 1928 Henderson. It’s a sweetheart, it really is!”<br />
“Twenty-eight is the long one, isn’t it?” Joe asked. “With the foot board <strong>in</strong> the front?”<br />
“No, no, no, no.” Doc said quickly. “The foot board… You mean out <strong>in</strong> front of the eng<strong>in</strong>e?”<br />
“Yeah,” Doug nodded to Doc. “He’s talk<strong>in</strong>g about the thirteen.”<br />
“Nah, that went out <strong>in</strong> thirteen,” Doc responded to Joe.<br />
“Thirteen?” Joe asked quizzically. “Well, that’s the k<strong>in</strong>d my uncle had.” This brought<br />
someth<strong>in</strong>g else to Joe’s m<strong>in</strong>d. “Do you know what I had? When we came from Ohio, from the<br />
farm—after my mother died—my uncle had a 1914 Indian with a sidecar on there, with the<br />
gear shift on the side. The kick starter was up <strong>in</strong> front.” Joe began to laugh. “If you didn’t…if<br />
it kicked back, you got a sore foot.” Cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g to laugh, Joe added aga<strong>in</strong>, “Boy, you got a<br />
sore foot.”<br />
“I don’t have one of those,” Doc <strong>in</strong>terjected, “I have a thirteen Indian.”<br />
“Well anyhow,” Joe went on, “It was funny. On the farm—I was born 1903—this was <strong>in</strong><br />
1914, my uncle had this sidecar outfit. And my cous<strong>in</strong>, he wanted to run that motorcycle <strong>in</strong><br />
the worse way. He wasn’t heavy enough to kick that th<strong>in</strong>g around. F<strong>in</strong>ally, my uncle had that<br />
starter changed back to the other transmission and it was a kick-starter.<br />
“Well, I used to get on my cous<strong>in</strong>’s back,” Joe laughed as he began to relate the story. “And<br />
he used to try to get that down there…” Joe bent over and made a crank<strong>in</strong>g motion and<br />
laughed as he demonstrated their efforts to start the mach<strong>in</strong>e. “We could never get that son-ofa-gun<br />
started. Because, when it was bad weather—he had left it out on the ma<strong>in</strong> highway, not<br />
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too far from our road, <strong>in</strong> a secluded place because you couldn’t…there was too much mud! It<br />
wouldn’t go up the hill. The farm was up on a hill.<br />
“So we would just go out there, every once <strong>in</strong> a while to see if we could start… It was a good<br />
th<strong>in</strong>g we didn’t start it because we would have gotten killed!” Joe chuckled.<br />
Sport<strong>in</strong>g Solo Details<br />
“What do you…” Doc stopped and rephrased his question. “Do you recall anyth<strong>in</strong>g, Joe,<br />
about that exhaust manifold? They said that it was made very specially for this.”<br />
“Yeah. It was made specially for that.” Joe replied.<br />
“It has very short stacks. He said Art Lemon experimented a little until he got the exhaust<br />
manifold right.” Doc turned to Doug. “Remember Red talk<strong>in</strong>g about that?” Doug simply<br />
nodded yes.<br />
“That’s about…” Joe po<strong>in</strong>ted. “Is this the one that came with the racer?”<br />
“This is it.” Doc stated.<br />
“F<strong>in</strong>ally, Mr. Henderson—when he made the short…when he made the drop bars—he made a<br />
different manifold cast<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe was speak<strong>in</strong>g about William Henderson’s development of the<br />
Sport<strong>in</strong>g Solo model <strong>Ace</strong> four. “It was beautiful! It looked real sharp.”<br />
“They f<strong>in</strong>ally made it <strong>in</strong> one piece,” Doc confirmed and then <strong>in</strong>dicated the race replica. “This<br />
is still three pieces but,” he paused, “this has f<strong>in</strong>s on here you see. The <strong>1920</strong>, 21, and 22 did<br />
not have these f<strong>in</strong>s on them.”<br />
“On the <strong>in</strong>takes?”<br />
“On the <strong>in</strong>take boxes,”<br />
“Well the other ones <strong>were</strong> straight. They didn’t have that.”<br />
“Straight sided. No f<strong>in</strong>s.” They <strong>were</strong> both agree<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
Old Riders Never Die<br />
After a pause, Joe looked at Charlie’s bike and began aga<strong>in</strong>. “You know, it was a surprise. We<br />
went up there to Charlie Cole’s place, when he was liv<strong>in</strong>g yet. I told… I told Mister… I told,<br />
ah…” They <strong>were</strong> <strong>in</strong>terrupted by Joe’s daughter who had brought out some refreshments.<br />
After serv<strong>in</strong>g them, she turned to Joe and asked, “Are you tired yet?”<br />
He looked at her <strong>in</strong>credulously and replied quickly, “No! I’m do<strong>in</strong>g f<strong>in</strong>e.” Doc, Doug and<br />
Joe’s daughter all laughed, know<strong>in</strong>g that he was hav<strong>in</strong>g a wonderful time. They both asked<br />
her to let them know when she thought it was too much for him, be<strong>in</strong>g concerned not to tire<br />
him out.<br />
“The last time I rode a motorcycle,” Joe began to say between bites. “The last time,<br />
when…ah…Gene Aucott took us to a rally where they had those old time cycle guys and<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>es. I don’t know what got <strong>in</strong>to him.<br />
“Gene Aucott, he says, ‘Joe. Sit on this and ride this one will you. Do a number eight for us. I<br />
had the fellow—that I learned a whole lot about <strong>motorcycles</strong> from—he was with us. He said<br />
to me, ‘You’re liable to fall down with that!’ I said that I wouldn’t fall down and that I would<br />
never forget how to ride a motorcycle.”<br />
“We couldn’t get Red to ride for us, could we?” Doc told Joe and then turned to Doug. “Did<br />
you ever see him ride?”<br />
“Uh huh. Yeah,” Doug replied immediately.<br />
“What did he ride?”<br />
“<strong>Ace</strong>s,” Doug said matter of factly.<br />
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“Who’s <strong>Ace</strong>…Lou’s?” Doc asked.<br />
“Yeah. Bob McLean’s and Lou’s.” Upon further reflection, Doug added. “No! He didn’t ride<br />
Bob McLean’s. He just posed with it.”<br />
“Red had said—when he was out <strong>in</strong> California—they took him to a meet and they sat him on<br />
an <strong>Ace</strong>.” Doc this story to Joe. “He didn’t want a whole bunch of people stand<strong>in</strong>g around,<br />
watch<strong>in</strong>g it.<br />
“He gets on the <strong>Ace</strong> and it had a real fast clutch—some of them did—he lets the clutch out<br />
and off he goes. He’s fishtail<strong>in</strong>g all over the place and thought, ‘This is awful!’ When he<br />
comes back, everybody was applaud<strong>in</strong>g him. He said, ‘Hell, I didn’t put on a show. I was out<br />
of control!’ He lost it, you know!” Doc laughed, remember<strong>in</strong>g Red’s story.<br />
“Anyhow,” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued his story about rid<strong>in</strong>g at the Fort Mott meet <strong>in</strong> 1967. “Gene said to<br />
me, ‘You get on this and ride this for these fellows up here.’ So I rode it. I made a figure<br />
eight. And when I got back where Gene was I said, ‘Grab this son-of-a-gun before I fall<br />
over!’”<br />
“Was it an <strong>Ace</strong>?” Doc asked.<br />
“Yeah. An <strong>Ace</strong> four cyl<strong>in</strong>der motorcycle,” Joe ans<strong>were</strong>d. “Up at the place there,” Joe was<br />
talk<strong>in</strong>g about his summer home <strong>in</strong> the Pocono Mounta<strong>in</strong>s. “The last time…he was up there<br />
with one of those English <strong>motorcycles</strong> that he rides—. He can still ride!<br />
Slow Race<br />
“Hey Sis!” Joe called out to his daughter. “Have we got any of those pictures left yet, <strong>in</strong>side?<br />
Of <strong>motorcycles</strong> and me on them?”<br />
“I’ll see if I can f<strong>in</strong>d them,” she replied and then, after a pause, “You gave them all to… You<br />
gave them away! Didn’t you give them to Gene?”<br />
“I gave him a whole lot of… I gave him that picture of…three of them. Picnics and stuff.”<br />
This triggered another memory from Joe’s past. “There was one picnic that I was very much<br />
<strong>in</strong>terested <strong>in</strong>. We had a slow mov<strong>in</strong>g contest. Do you know what a slow mov<strong>in</strong>g contest is?”<br />
“A slow race.” Doc corrected.<br />
“Yeah. A slow race.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “I was hooked up with this fellow—this Indian dealer <strong>in</strong><br />
Pottstown.”<br />
“Kiss!” Doc <strong>in</strong>terjected.<br />
“I brought that…<br />
“Huh?” Joe asked, cutt<strong>in</strong>g off Doug.<br />
“I just brought that article with me.” Doug said to Joe. “I gave it to her.” Referr<strong>in</strong>g to Joe’s<br />
daughter.<br />
“Kiss!” Doc repeated. “Frank Kiss?”<br />
“I th<strong>in</strong>k it was,” Joe ans<strong>were</strong>d tentatively. “I was on the <strong>Ace</strong>. Before that, I was work<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong><br />
the service department. Who comes over but the…”<br />
“That’s the article,” Doug said, hand<strong>in</strong>g Joe a photocopy. “There you go.”<br />
“Where’s that out of?” Doc asked Doug.<br />
“Motorcycle and Bicycle Illustrated. That’s the article, the picnic he’s talk<strong>in</strong>g about—with<br />
Frank Kiss.” Doug po<strong>in</strong>ted out the account to Joe. “You’re mentioned right over here.”<br />
“Yeah,” Joe was read<strong>in</strong>g it now. “Joe Steffens. They even got the name spelled wrong.<br />
“Anyhow, this guy that worked for the Schebler carburetor people—used to be an ex-<br />
Excelsior driver.”<br />
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“Maldwyn Jones!” Both Doug and Doc chimed <strong>in</strong> together.<br />
“Huh?” Joe asked, not quite catch<strong>in</strong>g the name.<br />
“Maldwyn Jones,” Doc repeated more carefully so that Joe could clearly hear.<br />
“Maldwyn Jones!” Joe repeated, remember<strong>in</strong>g the name now. “I’m over there at the factory,<br />
when I was <strong>in</strong> the service department. I said to him, ‘Gee, I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to be <strong>in</strong> that slow race<br />
with my <strong>Ace</strong> and I would like to have a carburetor that the motor wouldn’t stall.’ Because, as<br />
soon as you put your foot down, you <strong>were</strong> done!<br />
“So he says, ‘I’ll tell you what, Joe. I’ll send you a carburetor—to put on your <strong>Ace</strong>—that you<br />
can put the brakes on and the motor will keep on runn<strong>in</strong>g.’ Honest! As sure as I’m sitt<strong>in</strong>g<br />
here.<br />
“We got the carburetor—this is on a Sunday. We go up there and Frank Kiss and I, we’re on<br />
the job. He’s to the side of me. Don’t you know he beat me by half a wheel! I was so damned<br />
mad! I said to Bill Slater, ‘As hard as I worked on that!’<br />
“Before we put the carburetor on, I had the motor out and I cleaned carbon and gr<strong>in</strong>d valve. I<br />
had it <strong>in</strong> such good shape. I felt so good that it was runn<strong>in</strong>g so nice with the other carburetor<br />
on there.”<br />
“Well he must have done a little more work than you did…to beat you.” Doc offered.<br />
“I don’t know how he did it,” Joe replied.<br />
“You <strong>were</strong> just barely mov<strong>in</strong>g, huh?”<br />
“Just barely mov<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe’s voice trailed off.<br />
“Well, the clutch would be a little tough. You had to slip the clutch, right?”<br />
“I did everyth<strong>in</strong>g I could to beat him,” Joe chuckled. “Everyth<strong>in</strong>g I could th<strong>in</strong>k of.”<br />
Identify<strong>in</strong>g XP-3 and XP-4 Eng<strong>in</strong>es<br />
“No, I’ll tell you, when we went and looked at these eng<strong>in</strong>es, Joe…” Doc began to talk about<br />
the XP-3 and XP-4 eng<strong>in</strong>es aga<strong>in</strong>. “The first th<strong>in</strong>g I saw was that manifold and I said to<br />
myself that this has got to be it. The second th<strong>in</strong>g I saw was the alum<strong>in</strong>um cover…and Red<br />
Wolverton said to the people, ‘Would they take that cover off the tim<strong>in</strong>g gears?’ He said, ‘I<br />
want to see the tim<strong>in</strong>g gears.’<br />
“So I said to the guy, ‘Could we take the cover off? Could we have a screwdriver?’ He said,<br />
‘Sure.’ So we pulled the cover off, took out all these screws, and took the cover off the front.<br />
Red’s stand<strong>in</strong>g here, and he just broke <strong>in</strong>to the most beautiful smile and he said, ‘This is it!<br />
That’s the first I’ve seen that eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> sixty years. Those gears gave it away. They’re only<br />
about—”<br />
“There was such an argument on who got that mach<strong>in</strong>e. Red wanted it. After that race,<br />
nobody knew where that mach<strong>in</strong>e had gotten.” Joe was referr<strong>in</strong>g to the fate of the XP-4 after<br />
the record. We know that it went to the Chicago show, but C. W. Plass, the Vice President and<br />
General Manager, is generally believed to have wound up with it afterward.<br />
“Bill Plass took it,” Doug replied. “And then Art Lemon had to buy it back when he was up at<br />
Michigan Motors.”<br />
“But anyway, when we saw those tim<strong>in</strong>g gears…they’re only about that thick, Joe.” Doc<br />
<strong>in</strong>dicated the thickness with a narrow space between his thumb and <strong>in</strong>dex f<strong>in</strong>ger. “Mach<strong>in</strong>ed<br />
off, with great big wholes <strong>in</strong> them.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s it. Full of holes.” Joe agreed.<br />
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“Now, I tore it completely apart and everyth<strong>in</strong>g was okay.” Doc paused. “The over eng<strong>in</strong>e,<br />
XP-3…that had blown up on the Mart<strong>in</strong>’s Creek Hill Climb <strong>in</strong> <strong>1924</strong>. Not with Red on it,<br />
somebody else was driv<strong>in</strong>g it…and it blew up.<br />
“Evidently, nobody got <strong>in</strong>to it all those years because I tore that eng<strong>in</strong>e down and found that<br />
the oil feed to the center ma<strong>in</strong> bear<strong>in</strong>g was plugged and this cut out the oil feed to the two and<br />
three connect<strong>in</strong>g rods. And, the pistons <strong>were</strong> dis<strong>in</strong>tegrated—they <strong>were</strong> <strong>in</strong> pieces—and the<br />
rods <strong>were</strong> like pretzels.<br />
“So I straightened the rods and <strong>through</strong> Doug I got a set of stock pistons and put them <strong>in</strong>.<br />
Now it wears stock pistons. I should have brought one of the old pistons along. One r<strong>in</strong>g.”<br />
“Yeah, one r<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe confirmed.<br />
“It’s runn<strong>in</strong>g now too. And it’s lively, even with the stock pistons. Aw, that son-of-a-gun will<br />
go. But it has a Simms magneto on it so there’s no trouble start<strong>in</strong>g it or anyth<strong>in</strong>g like that. I<br />
would start this for you, but we probably better not. The neighborhood—.”<br />
“No! Don’t start it.” Joe was quick to turn down the suggestion. “I remember what it sounds<br />
like.”<br />
“Why not?” Joe’s daughter asked<br />
“Oh, it screams!” Doc said enthusiastically to her. “Hey, it screams. And I…to tell you the<br />
truth…I’m not a good driver. I love to ride <strong>motorcycles</strong>—my street bike is a fifty-four Harley<br />
and I love to ride—but I’m not really good. So, what I should do sometime is have a real race<br />
driver drive the th<strong>in</strong>g. Hey! This will go!”<br />
“Well, we don’t have anymore of those guys around,” Joe expressed his sentiment.<br />
“There’s some good guys out there,” Doc countered quickly. “But they don’t understand the<br />
foot clutch and the hand shift. These forks… It handles beautifully. See there’s just a little<br />
action. Do you see that? Just about an <strong>in</strong>ch. It handles very well, really.<br />
“The only th<strong>in</strong>g is now I’m gett<strong>in</strong>g old. See, I’m sixty-eight. I was born <strong>in</strong> twenty-three. And<br />
to put my head… I’ll tell you… Let me show you.” Doc got on XP-4 and leaned way over the<br />
tank. “He rode, he said, like this.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s it. Right down there.”<br />
“But I can’t twist my head up. All I can see is down <strong>in</strong> front. And I get a headache from try<strong>in</strong>g<br />
it. He would put his hand here like this and hold here. And he said his ch<strong>in</strong> was bloody the<br />
first trip from bang<strong>in</strong>g on the tank there. So they put a pad here for him.<br />
“Hey, I want to tell you. It’s lively! It’s no good at all at low speed. When you get up above<br />
thirty-five or so, it’s a sweetheart.”<br />
Old Photos<br />
“You know someth<strong>in</strong>g, it was funny. I was tell<strong>in</strong>g you about how I got myself <strong>in</strong>to a lot of<br />
trouble because I knew a heck of a lot.” Joe said.<br />
“I th<strong>in</strong>k he gave most of these away,” Joe’s daughter Helen was tell<strong>in</strong>g Doug off to the side<br />
while Doc and Joe <strong>were</strong> talk<strong>in</strong>g about Red’s rid<strong>in</strong>g style on the XP-4. “You can see that<br />
they’ve been torn out of here.” She was hold<strong>in</strong>g a tattered old photo album, the k<strong>in</strong>d with the<br />
heavy black pages on which people mounted photos.<br />
“That was one of his, I th<strong>in</strong>k?” She said look<strong>in</strong>g at the panoramic of the picnic.<br />
“Yeah, that picture is from Gene,” Doug told Helen. “In fact, I got two from him and I let a<br />
friend of m<strong>in</strong>e have one. It had old Harley Davidsons on it.”<br />
“It looks like that’s all I have left. Show him that that’s all I have left. Tell him,” She<br />
prompted Doug.<br />
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“There’s your JD Harley,” Doug showed the picture to Joe.<br />
“Huh? Oh, that was the Harley Davidson we had…” Joe started to say after exam<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g the<br />
picture.<br />
“That’s all I have left <strong>in</strong> here Dad. You sort of, k<strong>in</strong>d of took them all out of here.”<br />
“That’s one of those old Harley’s I had.”<br />
“I have a ’27 Harley,” Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “A ’27 JD, and I have it hooked to a commercial<br />
sidecar. Delivery car.”<br />
“Yeah, it looks like he’s given them all away already. I don’t know.” Helen turned from Doug<br />
to Joe. “Who’d you give them all away to Dad, Gene? Did you give all of your pictures away<br />
to Gene?”<br />
“Gene got them all. He was <strong>in</strong>terested. You know Gene. Get him to show you some of the<br />
pictures. I had some real dandy ones.”<br />
Tape Two: Side A<br />
“…—ed mechanic around.” Joe was say<strong>in</strong>g. “As young as I was!”<br />
“You made a name for yourself.” Doc offered. “If it hadn’t have been for Gene Aucott, this<br />
bike wouldn’t be here. Because, he gave me those two pieces of frame and that started the<br />
whole bus<strong>in</strong>ess.”<br />
Charlie Cole<br />
“Me, Gene Aucott, and Red…we went up there to Cole, up there <strong>in</strong> Read<strong>in</strong>g. We swore that<br />
he had that <strong>in</strong> the cellar…that racer. That he had got a hold of it somehow.<br />
“You know, when he was…when I was <strong>in</strong> the factory, <strong>in</strong> the assembl<strong>in</strong>g room, he used to<br />
always come down with a tra<strong>in</strong> and pick up a mach<strong>in</strong>e. He used to always have the prettiest<br />
girls that he’d br<strong>in</strong>g down with him. I said to Red, ‘I wonder what he’s got.’ Such good<br />
look<strong>in</strong>g girls used to always come with him.<br />
“I used to fix it up. We used to electrify them, you know. Put a generator on them and battery.<br />
It had a battery <strong>in</strong> back of there.”<br />
“Were some <strong>Ace</strong>s sold without headlights?” Doc asked. “Did they sell them with no lights<br />
and with no generators?”<br />
“No lights at all. But if you wanted it…the mach<strong>in</strong>es that came out of there, they <strong>were</strong><br />
stripped. Towards the last, we had real lights on them and stuff like that on the battery. But<br />
when I first went there, they <strong>were</strong> sent out just pla<strong>in</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong>.”<br />
“No lights?” Doc asked.<br />
“No lights at all,” Joe replied.<br />
“Did you hear that Doug?”<br />
“Yeah well, I have pictures of them like that,” Doug replied to Doc.<br />
“We could do an <strong>Ace</strong> with no lights.” Doc suggested.<br />
“I know that! I have pictures of them like that! I have pictures from Charlie Cole though with<br />
gas lights.”<br />
“That picture that have there on the top. What’s that from?” Joe asked.<br />
“This one?” Doug replied. “That’s Charlie Cole, 1919.”<br />
“Hey, is Charlie Cole <strong>in</strong> that picture? The little guy there looks like him.” Doc po<strong>in</strong>ted.<br />
“I’d have to look. I’d recognize him if I saw him.” After a pause, Doug handed Joe some<br />
pictures from his collection. “Here’s some more—”<br />
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“It’s too bad Bill didn’t come along Doug,” Doc said referr<strong>in</strong>g to his brother.<br />
Red’s Henderson Dealership<br />
“He would have enjoyed this.” Doug agreed. “That’s Red with Reickert <strong>in</strong> their…”<br />
“Yeah, when they had the…” Joe began.<br />
“The Harley dealership I guess it is.”<br />
“No, they had the Henderson dealership.” Joe corrected.<br />
“Henderson? Oh, okay!” Doug deferred. “He said that he never got along with him.”<br />
“You know why don’t you?” Joe asked. “He was sort of a cheapie. He wouldn’t—”<br />
“Charlie was—” Doug was cut off.<br />
“This guy that Red went <strong>in</strong> bus<strong>in</strong>ess with, on Germantown Avenue here <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia, he<br />
was a fellow that worked <strong>in</strong> a meat place. This was Red—”<br />
“Well this is his shop <strong>in</strong> Read<strong>in</strong>g,” Doc tried to correct Joe.<br />
“No, this is Philadelphia here.” Both Joe and Doug replied <strong>in</strong> unison.<br />
“He sold a lot of Hendersons to the park police.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “But they never got along<br />
good because this guy was cheap as anyth<strong>in</strong>g.”<br />
“That was the guy Red didn’t get along with?” Doc asked Doug.<br />
“Yes,” Doug replied.<br />
“What was his name?” Doc asked.<br />
“Reichert!” Cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g with other pictures, Doug po<strong>in</strong>ted. “Here’s a nice picture of Red.”<br />
“Even towards the end of the time he was <strong>in</strong> bus<strong>in</strong>ess, I used to see him on the streets of<br />
Read<strong>in</strong>g.” Doc recalled. “I guess he had a car, but he always drove—like go<strong>in</strong>g up town to the<br />
bank or for groceries—drove the Harley and sidecar.”<br />
“He was the Harley dealer <strong>in</strong> Read<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe stated.<br />
“On Skuylkill Avenue,” Doc added. “I was <strong>in</strong> his shop many times <strong>in</strong> Read<strong>in</strong>g. We used to<br />
talk. When he found out that I had a Henderson, I was his buddy then. But, he couldn’t help<br />
but say, ‘Well the Henderson’s great, BUT!’ Then he talked about <strong>Ace</strong>.”<br />
“That’s my…I have a ’21 <strong>Ace</strong> at home.” Doug was show<strong>in</strong>g Joe more photos.<br />
“This is the k<strong>in</strong>d when I first went there…this is the k<strong>in</strong>d they used to send out. No lights or<br />
anyth<strong>in</strong>g on them.” Joe said.<br />
“Red said that he was go<strong>in</strong>g to buy me a can of pa<strong>in</strong>t for it.”<br />
Rac<strong>in</strong>g Giants<br />
“My hat’s off to Red.” Joe went on. “Nobody, I found, could ride like him. I saw a lot of<br />
fellows <strong>in</strong> my time. I even knew Ralph Hepburn—that got killed <strong>in</strong> an automobile race <strong>in</strong><br />
Indianapolis—I knew him. And I knew Jim Davis.”<br />
“You knew a lot of guys. Jim Davis is still around!” Doug told him. “He’s do<strong>in</strong>g very good.”<br />
“Do you know that Jim Davis?” Joe asked Doc. “Jim Davis and the other one that was…<br />
There <strong>were</strong> three of them. There was Ludlow. Do you remember Ludlow?”<br />
“Freddie Ludlow.” Doc told him. “He went 129 MPH on a Henderson on a board track.”<br />
“He was a good driver.” Joe remembered. “He became a policeman <strong>in</strong> California.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s right! Yes he did!” Doug jo<strong>in</strong>ed. “And then there was Joe Petrali.”<br />
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“And there was…ah…Walker!” Joe f<strong>in</strong>ally remembered the name.<br />
“Gene Walker.” Doug added.<br />
“Walker, Jim Davis, and then…the other guy. You just named him.”<br />
“Ludlow.” Doug responded.<br />
“Ludlow!” Joe took up. “That was the team. They used to come over with the…from the<br />
Harley people. And they used to race over here. We had a mile track up here <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia,<br />
<strong>in</strong> the suburbs up here.”<br />
“Which suburb?” Doc asked.<br />
“Oh, up here somewhere. It’s all gone now…houses and everyth<strong>in</strong>g.” Joe was probably<br />
talk<strong>in</strong>g about the Langhorne Speedway located north of the city.<br />
Hallowed Ground<br />
“What part of Roosevelt Boulevard did they hold the speed record on?” Doug asked.<br />
“Alright. The Boulevard was just be<strong>in</strong>g <strong>built</strong>. Do you know where the Nabisco factory is?<br />
That was the end. <strong>From</strong> Broad Street to up there where the bakery is—its still up there that<br />
bakery.<br />
“It’s funny. I put the <strong>Ace</strong> people <strong>in</strong> the rac<strong>in</strong>g bus<strong>in</strong>ess. Because this here Art Lemon says,<br />
“Joe, do you th<strong>in</strong>k you can get somebody to race us on Sunday?’ I said, ‘Yeah, I’ll try.’ I got<br />
this Artie Boyer with the JDCA—one of those really hot Harley’s. He was always beat<strong>in</strong>g<br />
everybody. I said to him, ‘Would you like to race?’ He said, ‘Oh, I can beat an <strong>Ace</strong> good!’<br />
“I told him to be up there Sunday morn<strong>in</strong>g. I’d have Red up there and the other fellow…his<br />
helper…Art Lemon’s assistant. DeLong! I said that we’d be up there.<br />
“So, dur<strong>in</strong>g the week he had it all tuned up, his Harley. All fixed up real good. I went all the<br />
way up there, where the bakery was and there was a trough there for horses to get water.<br />
Because <strong>in</strong> those days, there was a lot of horses that used to travel on those roads. Guess what<br />
happened?<br />
“These two <strong>were</strong> rac<strong>in</strong>g, this colored fellow with a Henderson—a Deluxe Henderson. He<br />
came over there and he gave him a race. I’m over there wait<strong>in</strong>g and they’re com<strong>in</strong>g on fast.<br />
Of course, this Henderson wasn’t so fast as Red was. Red beat the heck out of him.<br />
“The front tire blew on this Henderson. Now, I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to tell you someth<strong>in</strong>g. I saw this with<br />
my own eyes. I don’t know how he got off, but he was runn<strong>in</strong>g…head<strong>in</strong>g right for the water<br />
trough. He fell <strong>in</strong>to the water trough, and scared to death.” Joe laughed. “The font tire blew on<br />
this Henderson. If he had gotten killed, it wouldn’t have been funny. I had never seen<br />
anybody run so fast!”<br />
<strong>Ace</strong> Record Racer Tires<br />
“Now Red said that they carried a 110 pounds of air pressure <strong>in</strong> the tires when they set the<br />
record. Is that right?” Doc asked.<br />
“We carried 125 pounds when I worked at the Indian factory.” Joe actually worked for a local<br />
dealership.<br />
“And those d<strong>in</strong>ky little tires held that?” Doc was amazed.<br />
“They held it, yeah!” Joe <strong>in</strong>sisted.<br />
“A lot of these guys today… You can buy these tires brand new now. They make up these<br />
tires but they run… Modern <strong>motorcycles</strong> only run maybe twenty pounds of air <strong>in</strong> their tires at<br />
most. If you run these at twenty pounds, they slip on the rim and they come off. I run these at<br />
thirty-five.”<br />
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“We used to…that was the first th<strong>in</strong>g that he tried out—when I put those tires on—that was<br />
the first th<strong>in</strong>g they tried out, to see if it held a hundred and twenty-five pounds. They really<br />
blew them up tight!”<br />
“Did you ever bust one?” Doc asked. “Did you ever bust one test<strong>in</strong>g it?”<br />
“No.” Joe said matter-of-factly.<br />
“They never broke?” Doc was clearly surprised.<br />
“No.” Joe <strong>in</strong>sisted.<br />
“On the rims you mounted,” Doug posed a new question to Joe. “Was there a blue stripe on<br />
those rims do you remember?”<br />
“Was there a blue stripe here?” Doc was po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to a rim. “A blue stripe to match the ma<strong>in</strong><br />
color?”<br />
“No, they <strong>were</strong> flat…they <strong>were</strong> more…they <strong>were</strong> cl<strong>in</strong>cher type.” Apparently Joe didn’t<br />
understand what they <strong>were</strong> ask<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“Yeah, this is cl<strong>in</strong>cher,” Doc assured him. “But you don’t recall if the rims wore a stripe here?<br />
In some of the pictures, it looks like there was a pa<strong>in</strong>ted stripe on the rim. Do you recall at<br />
all?”<br />
“No. I can’t say that I remember that. But we <strong>were</strong> so particular; I even called his attention to<br />
the spokes. I said, ‘You make sure that none of those spokes are com<strong>in</strong>g out.”<br />
“Into the tube?” Doc asked.<br />
“In to…because it had a flap on there.” Joe went on. “The tube was <strong>in</strong>side, and then it had a<br />
flap on there. And that flap had to <strong>in</strong>side of that rim. Or otherwise it wasn’t put on there right.<br />
That there is why I was so particular about putt<strong>in</strong>g them on for them.”<br />
“So that the tube wouldn’t rub right on the ends of the spoke nipples?”<br />
“Yeah well, it hit the nipple.”<br />
“They used that on the drop centers too.”<br />
“You talk about someth<strong>in</strong>g real fancy.” Joe seemed to wound down, not be<strong>in</strong>g able to th<strong>in</strong>k of<br />
anyth<strong>in</strong>g else to say on the subject.<br />
Title Race<br />
“Do you know what happened up there…at Charlie Cole’s place?” Joe remembered another<br />
story. “Well he got <strong>in</strong>to an argument with the Indian dealer. He got <strong>in</strong> trouble with that Indian<br />
dealer up there. They had an argument of some k<strong>in</strong>d.”<br />
“Fritz?” Doug asked. “With Horace Fritz? Or R.B.?”<br />
“Cole said that, ‘We could be any Indian motorcycle around.’ The Indian dealer up there had<br />
a real nice shop—a nice bus<strong>in</strong>ess there. A nice store—everyth<strong>in</strong>g nice. They bet house for<br />
house. He said, ‘If I beat you, I’ll take your place over.’ They mixed it up about who was<br />
go<strong>in</strong>g to be the w<strong>in</strong>ner.<br />
“What could Charlie do but call us; call the factory. He told them, ‘You better get a mach<strong>in</strong>e<br />
ready because we’re go<strong>in</strong>g to race; house for house.’ Whoever would w<strong>in</strong> would take the<br />
Indian—. If Cole would beat the… If the <strong>Ace</strong> would beat the Indian motorcycle up there,<br />
Cole would have his place and the Indian guy would have to move <strong>in</strong>to… Well, Charlie Cole<br />
only had one build<strong>in</strong>g there, one store if you remember. He didn’t have an elaborate place.”<br />
“It was a t<strong>in</strong>y little shop.” Doug offered.<br />
“He sold a hell of a lot of <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong> for us.” Joe went on, not really hear<strong>in</strong>g Doug. “So<br />
he called up and he said that he was <strong>in</strong> trouble and that he was go<strong>in</strong>g to have to race him.<br />
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“Red [Wolverton] got a motor from the experimental department and we put it <strong>in</strong> the side car<br />
and up we went. Charlie Cole had a motorcycle frame up there with the motor out of it. He,<br />
Red and I put the put the motor <strong>in</strong> and…what’s his name, ah…Art Lemon was there too! I<br />
don’t know what he was do<strong>in</strong>g there but he got mixed up with it too.<br />
“We kicked the th<strong>in</strong>g over and…you talk about a RRROAR! That motor that we took, it was<br />
supposed to do at least a hundred miles an hour. It was a real good one!<br />
“They took water! The Indian guy took water up there. He wouldn’t race us. He wouldn’t race<br />
the <strong>Ace</strong> motorcycle up there.” Joe chuckl<strong>in</strong>g at the memory. “I said to Red, ‘I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to go<br />
home.’ I had my own bike… I had my own <strong>Ace</strong> along with me.<br />
“Don’t you know, his son was runn<strong>in</strong>g after me! They <strong>were</strong> go<strong>in</strong>g to beat me up! I took him<br />
all over Read<strong>in</strong>g. He couldn’t catch me—with my <strong>Ace</strong>. I f<strong>in</strong>ally got rid of him and I could<br />
come home. I told Red what had happened. He laughed like heck. He said, ‘Why didn’t you<br />
stop and have a fight with him?’ I said, ‘What for? He was about thirty pounds heavier than I<br />
am. He could run over me!’”<br />
Joe’s Resume<br />
“I did a lot of funny th<strong>in</strong>gs,” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued with a different story. “I quit a job to go work<br />
with… We had trouble, years ago, with an Excelsior. You’d kick your head off before it could<br />
start it. We had one guy come up there—he was a motorcycle mechanic—and they used to bet<br />
on him that it wouldn’t start when he’d go out. They used to bet all k<strong>in</strong>ds of money on him.<br />
“This guy had his Excelsior so well tuned—he knew what to do with it to make it start easy.<br />
One kick and it went off, every time. They couldn’t understand it.<br />
“I worked for the Harley people. I quit the Harley place and went to work at Charlie<br />
Bradley’s. He worked at Charlie Bradley’s.” After a brief pause, Joe added, “I found out his<br />
secret about the Excelsiors; how to make it start easy. I quit a job to f<strong>in</strong>d that out.”<br />
“How do you make an Excelsior start easy?” Doug wanted to know. “What does it take to<br />
make an Excelsior run better?”<br />
“It was all <strong>in</strong> the compression release. There’s a compression release starter—”<br />
“That automatic one?”<br />
“Yeah. When you first put your foot on the starter, to kick it down to raise the exhaust valve.<br />
You had to know how to adjust that.”<br />
“I was real disappo<strong>in</strong>ted with my Excelsior. The…ah…it’s made poorly. It’s a nice runn<strong>in</strong>g<br />
motorcycle but it’s so light and there are no races on the connect<strong>in</strong>g rods. If you wear the<br />
races out, you have to throw the rods away. That might have been f<strong>in</strong>e back then but now,<br />
there’s no more rods be<strong>in</strong>g made. There’s not enough meat <strong>in</strong> there to put a race <strong>in</strong>.<br />
“The Japanese do the same th<strong>in</strong>g. Your bear<strong>in</strong>gs run directly on the connect<strong>in</strong>g rod.<br />
Everyth<strong>in</strong>g is real poor…as cheap as possible! Even Red said that. He said, ‘You’re go<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
love the motorcycle when it’s runn<strong>in</strong>g but when you go <strong>in</strong>side, you won’t like it. Because it’s<br />
junk!’ It’s very frail.”<br />
“I was very much disappo<strong>in</strong>ted. I couldn’t imag<strong>in</strong>e—as much as I knew about <strong>motorcycles</strong>—I<br />
couldn’t image what he did to make it start easy.”<br />
“That was a piece of junk when he started with that one.” Doug po<strong>in</strong>ted to another<br />
photograph, possibly of Gene Aucott’s completed <strong>Ace</strong>. “That particular bike, that was all junk<br />
when he got it. In fact, it’s got parts from Charlie Cole’s shop on there. I sold him some<br />
th<strong>in</strong>gs.”<br />
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Zoomer Pipes<br />
“When I first went to work there, they gave me an <strong>Ace</strong>…for seventy-five dollars. They told<br />
me, ‘Instead of you rid<strong>in</strong>g that Harley.’ I had a short-coupled Harley and a Read<strong>in</strong>g Standard.<br />
He told me to pick up this one at the <strong>Ace</strong> agency on Market Street. It was at 5 th and Market.<br />
“I went over there and, sure enough, there was the <strong>Ace</strong> over there. They already told them that<br />
I was com<strong>in</strong>g over to buy that <strong>Ace</strong>. I got it for seventy-five dollars. It had the old-time gears<br />
<strong>in</strong> the transmission that used to holler like hell. F<strong>in</strong>ally I put spiral gears <strong>in</strong> it to quiet it down.<br />
It was a nice runn<strong>in</strong>g job.<br />
“I was the first one to have one of those k<strong>in</strong>ds of mufflers on like this here.” Joe <strong>in</strong>dicated<br />
Charlie Cole’s mach<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“The zoomer pipes?” Doug asked.<br />
“I had that put on myself. They got that idea from me.”<br />
“Oh yeah! The zoomer pipe was your idea?”<br />
“Yeah, that was my idea.”<br />
“What about the handle bars? You said someth<strong>in</strong>g on that too.”<br />
“Not the handle bars. I wasn’t too hot on the handlebars. I would like the handlebars a little<br />
bit different. But that was Mr. Henderson’s idea.”<br />
“They look like English bars.”<br />
“Yeah, English bars…like on English cycles.” Joe’s voice trailed off.<br />
Doug’s Collection<br />
“Charlie’s bike is really tremendous! It’s…I call it my Henderson eater. It’s really<br />
powerful…better than my ’21. I don’t know what he did—”<br />
“Is that so! How many of them <strong>motorcycles</strong> have you got?”<br />
“I’ve got four <strong>Ace</strong>s. I have these two and I have two more <strong>in</strong> parts.”<br />
“My my! They’re now…let’s see…<strong>1920</strong>. The one I had was made <strong>in</strong> 1921.”<br />
“I have a twenty-one. This photograph’s my twenty-one.”<br />
“That’s a twenty-one? This is the k<strong>in</strong>d I paid seventy-five dollars for.”<br />
“And that’s pokey compared to this.” Doug <strong>in</strong>dicated Charlie Cole’s mach<strong>in</strong>e nearby.<br />
“Oh yeah. This has got a lot of g<strong>in</strong>ger! Did you do anyth<strong>in</strong>g to the motor?”<br />
“I have never been <strong>in</strong>side to see what he’s done to it. He’s got to have done someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
because it comes on so fast and so strong that it’s really—. I don’t even ride this anymore<br />
because I have so much fun on his…this one.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s a good one. It’s got a lot of smoke. Oh…we had lots of—”<br />
“But ah…it used to be pretty. Back <strong>in</strong> 1958 that th<strong>in</strong>g looked like a new motorcycle. I have<br />
pictures—”<br />
“Do you know what I told Mr. Henderson? I told Mr. Henderson, I said, ‘When I ride m<strong>in</strong>e I<br />
get a sore neck over here.’ Don’t you know they redesigned that fork! You know, where the…<br />
Give me that book here aga<strong>in</strong>.”<br />
“Which one? The picture?” Doug handed him the book.<br />
“This here,” Joe said po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to the forks. “Why, he redesigned that; made that a little bit<br />
longer.”<br />
“Because I know they lengthened this, the spr<strong>in</strong>g fork, a little bit too.”<br />
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“Don’t you know, that th<strong>in</strong>g rode real nice. It took away my—. Mr. Henderson was a real hot<br />
designer. No kidd<strong>in</strong>g!”<br />
“I swear that Charlie put a block of wood <strong>in</strong> the spr<strong>in</strong>g fork because I can’t get it to budge. It<br />
doesn’t move!<br />
“Doesn’t move at all,” Joe agreed.<br />
“I’ve never torn it apart. I just ride it. I ride all over the place. Back home, I’ll go <strong>in</strong>to three<br />
different counties. I’d be gone all day, rid<strong>in</strong>g around.”<br />
“Well now, you’re rid<strong>in</strong>g around with a motorcycle that was made <strong>in</strong>…let’s see…<strong>in</strong> n<strong>in</strong>eteen<br />
twenty—. That’s a—”<br />
“That’s a twenty-three.”<br />
“That’s pretty good, huh?” Joe was proud, I th<strong>in</strong>k, that an <strong>Ace</strong> was still be<strong>in</strong>g driven on the<br />
rode after all of these years.<br />
“Yeah. This is the bike when Charlie and Red ran the six-days trial <strong>in</strong> n<strong>in</strong>eteen twenty-three.”<br />
“Oh yeah? I remember that!”<br />
“That’s the bike!”<br />
“That’s the bike he used?”<br />
“That’s why the number plates are on the front. I found the number plates down <strong>in</strong> Charlie’s<br />
basement.”<br />
“I was supposed to go on that,” Joe said about the 1923 Six-Days Trial. “But, we had too<br />
much work to do at the factory; they couldn’t let me go.”<br />
After the Record<br />
“Red told me that they <strong>were</strong> work<strong>in</strong>g on XP-5; with four carburetors.”<br />
“On the <strong>Ace</strong>?”<br />
“Yeah. And ah—”<br />
“We had one there with two—. We had a manifold made with two carburetors on it but that<br />
didn’t work out.”<br />
“Well, he told me that they hand one…Maldwyn Jones was work<strong>in</strong>g on it with them to make<br />
four special, small bore, Schebler carburetors that had—.”<br />
“On there?”<br />
“Roy Artley and Red <strong>were</strong> go<strong>in</strong>g to run this th<strong>in</strong>g. It was supposed to be an estimated…they<br />
wanted to average a hundred miles an hour on it…to do a cross-cont<strong>in</strong>ental record run on it.”<br />
Factory Track<br />
“We had people that used to come there from Ch<strong>in</strong>a…oh, from Yugoslavia—. We had them<br />
from all over the world. We made them ride that track. Every one that came over there wanted<br />
to ride that track. When they saw that it was not me or Charlie—. What was his name…the<br />
fellow that was the tester? If he <strong>were</strong> on the mach<strong>in</strong>e, they’d stay there at their work. If it <strong>were</strong><br />
somebody else, they’d scram because we lost a couple <strong>Ace</strong>s there.<br />
“The fellows would come over there and try to ride it. It was a pretty good track; you had to<br />
be a good driver to drive that track. Some of them would hit the parts department; they’d run<br />
like hell. Everybody ran out of there.”<br />
“This is a picture of Red—up <strong>in</strong> New York. It was ra<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g that day and the track was real<br />
greasy. It was a scrambles track. We’re out <strong>in</strong> this <strong>Ace</strong> sidecar; he’s go<strong>in</strong>g faster than—at this<br />
po<strong>in</strong>t, Red’s eighty years old and he’s go<strong>in</strong>g faster around the track than anybody else!”<br />
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“Is that so?” Joe sounded amused.<br />
“Yeah. He’s the oldest man out there, he’s go<strong>in</strong>g faster than anybody else, and he had perfect<br />
competence.”<br />
“I’m go<strong>in</strong>g to say to you aga<strong>in</strong>; I never <strong>in</strong> my life saw anybody—and I rode with a lot of<br />
them. I rode with Bennett, I rode with—.” Joe <strong>in</strong>terrupted himself. “This is you too, isn’t it?”<br />
Joe was leaf<strong>in</strong>g <strong>through</strong> more of Doug’s photographs.<br />
“Yeah. This is all of my stuff.”<br />
“This is a foreign job isn’t it?”<br />
“No, it’s a Harley.”<br />
“A Harley-Davidson?” Joe sounded dubious.<br />
Great Riders<br />
Cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g on to his previous tra<strong>in</strong> of thought, he said, “I never saw a man who could handle<br />
a mach<strong>in</strong>e like Red! And I had seen a lot of them!”<br />
“He was a natural.” Doug agreed. “It sounds like you’ve ridden with just about all of the big<br />
guys at the time. You’ve been around them.”<br />
“He was out of this world.” Joe was lost <strong>in</strong> reverie, hardly listen<strong>in</strong>g to Doug. “Then when that<br />
Cannonball Baker came over, when he saw how Baker rode, I told him, I said, ‘Red. Do you<br />
see how he rides?’ He says, ‘Aw, he’s alright but I could beat him!’<br />
“I said to myself, ‘I know damned well you could beat him!’ And that Cannonball Baker<br />
could ride!”<br />
“Red always told me that he liked—out of Wells Bennett and Cannonball Baker—he always<br />
liked Baker the best because he said that when Baker went out on one of these record runs he<br />
just went. But Wells Bennett went out and he had spares all over the place.”<br />
“Oh yeah! He had places to get fixed up along the way.” Joe added.<br />
“He told me that one time, <strong>in</strong> n<strong>in</strong>eteen twenty-two when Henderson took the transcont<strong>in</strong>ental<br />
record, well they changed eng<strong>in</strong>es <strong>in</strong> Kansas City.”<br />
“Oh yeah! They changed it <strong>in</strong> two places.”<br />
“Two places?”<br />
“Yeah…two of them. Two motors they put <strong>in</strong> there.”<br />
“They would never tell you that <strong>in</strong> the magaz<strong>in</strong>es.”<br />
“Nobody knows that; but I know that! Red and me knew that! We talked about that. When<br />
this fellow was chas<strong>in</strong>g Cannonball Baker—he had motor trouble. They changed the motor.<br />
Right after they changed it, how long—it didn’t take long to—. Especially if you…I could<br />
take a motor out of there—. I could break that motor down, when I was work<strong>in</strong>g, <strong>in</strong>side of six<br />
m<strong>in</strong>utes; I could take that motor out.<br />
“That’s a good speed! I could put it back <strong>in</strong>—<strong>in</strong> ten m<strong>in</strong>utes I could have it back aga<strong>in</strong>. Now,<br />
<strong>in</strong> ten m<strong>in</strong>utes time, you could catch a guy—maybe—if he’s fifty miles ahead of you. If<br />
you’re do<strong>in</strong>g seventy, you can catch him <strong>in</strong>side of about three hours; you can be right on top<br />
of him. And that Bennett was right on Cannonball Baker. When Baker found out that he was<br />
be<strong>in</strong>g chased, he really took off—to come <strong>in</strong> as fast as he could. He didn’t stop anymore;<br />
anywhere!”<br />
Spare Parts<br />
“One of the th<strong>in</strong>gs I’m work<strong>in</strong>g on at home is…ah—. I just bought a bunch of <strong>Ace</strong> material at<br />
a show and it has a pressure feed crank <strong>in</strong> it.”<br />
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“Has it got one <strong>in</strong> there—a pressure feed crank?”<br />
“Yeah. They came pressure feed <strong>in</strong> n<strong>in</strong>eteen twenty-seven. A three-ma<strong>in</strong> bear<strong>in</strong>g pressure<br />
feed. So I want to build up another <strong>Ace</strong> from Charlie’s junk. I mean I’ve got brand new<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e cases; I have everyth<strong>in</strong>g new!”<br />
“Have you got all that stuff?” Joe was astonished.<br />
“New fenders, new tanks, new exhaust systems, wheels. I have everyth<strong>in</strong>g but a frame! Now<br />
see, Doc has the other experimental eng<strong>in</strong>e…the XP-3 motor…and I gave him a chassis to put<br />
that bike together; but that was my only spare chassis. So now I’ve got to go f<strong>in</strong>d another<br />
frame. I found one <strong>in</strong> Australia.”<br />
“How are you go<strong>in</strong>g to f<strong>in</strong>d them because there are very few of them that have anymore of<br />
these parts around?”<br />
“You just keep beat<strong>in</strong>g the bushes until someth<strong>in</strong>g shows up. Doc just found a frame out <strong>in</strong><br />
M<strong>in</strong>nesota. It was a chopped up frame that they made a m<strong>in</strong>i-bike out of an <strong>Ace</strong> frame and<br />
he’s putt<strong>in</strong>g it back together.<br />
“But here’s a… alright, I found a frame—. A friend of m<strong>in</strong>e has half a frame, he’s about ten<br />
miles from me, and he promised it to me but I haven’t got it yet. Meanwhile, I found another<br />
frame <strong>in</strong> Australia. But I have enough—with Charlie’s material—I can put two whole<br />
<strong>motorcycles</strong> together.”<br />
“No kidd<strong>in</strong>g!” Joe sounded impressed.<br />
“I’ve got brand new fenders sitt<strong>in</strong>g there!”<br />
Old Timers<br />
“Not too long ago—before Red died—before he went <strong>in</strong>to the home we went over there to see<br />
that guy up <strong>in</strong> Read<strong>in</strong>g…the Read<strong>in</strong>g dealer—Cole.”<br />
“Charlie Cole,” Doug said at the same time as Joe.<br />
“And this Gene—Gene Aucott. He’s got a lot of parts; I know that. He was look<strong>in</strong>g for a<br />
frame. He was try<strong>in</strong>g to get a frame.”<br />
“He bought a frame from me.”<br />
“He got one together and showed it to me. He brought the mach<strong>in</strong>e around and showed it to<br />
me. I said, ‘That’s not a standard bike…not a standard frame.’ I said to him, ‘Where’d you get<br />
that?’ He said, ‘Well, a lot of fellows rejuvenate those frames.’ You know, fix them up<br />
aga<strong>in</strong>.”<br />
“The frame I gave him, the front half I th<strong>in</strong>k was brand new. But they cut out a center section<br />
so he welded two sections of frame together. But he didn’t weld it straight!”<br />
“Now, this is about six <strong>in</strong>ches shorter because the battery case used to go right underneath the<br />
seat there. See where the seat is? Now let me see on your other bike. Yeah, see! There’s a<br />
difference <strong>in</strong> the length.”<br />
“We copied this frame off of my n<strong>in</strong>eteen twenty-one frame!” Doug <strong>in</strong>sisted.<br />
“The motor just sets <strong>in</strong> there and you couldn’t put a battery <strong>in</strong> there.”<br />
“No! You could put a battery <strong>in</strong> there!”<br />
“You could make someth<strong>in</strong>g for it. Yeah.”<br />
“A battery would fit <strong>in</strong> if you wanted it too.”<br />
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“This horn, that holds that seat <strong>in</strong> there, I told Mr. Henderson—when he was alive yet—I said,<br />
‘You know, this is a dangerous seat. If that breaks, you fall back on the fender and you lose<br />
control of the motorcycle and you can get killed!’<br />
“Don’t you know that he had changed that! He went and drew up someth<strong>in</strong>g and changed that.<br />
We got the bucket seat like you got. We got them put on the mach<strong>in</strong>e—com<strong>in</strong>g <strong>through</strong> with<br />
the bucket.”<br />
“That was a big sell<strong>in</strong>g po<strong>in</strong>t too!”<br />
“I told him if that that horn was a dangerous horn. I said that it breaks—that it broke on me!<br />
He said, ‘It did?’ I said, ‘Yeah. I’m afraid that that seat’s no good.’ That horn is not strong<br />
enough to hold your body…you fall back.”<br />
Rid<strong>in</strong>g Fast<br />
Joe stopped and called out for his daughter who was <strong>in</strong> the house speak<strong>in</strong>g with Doc Patt. She<br />
couldn’t hear him and he turned back to Doug who said, “They’re <strong>in</strong> there chatt<strong>in</strong>g away.”<br />
“I’m so glad you came,” Joe said to Doug with great s<strong>in</strong>cerity. “My missus and I <strong>were</strong> talk<strong>in</strong>g<br />
already to Gene Aucott—the first time he came over here—we <strong>were</strong>, I bet you, ten hours!<br />
You should have seen all of the pictures I had.”<br />
“He never showed them to me,” Doug said disappo<strong>in</strong>tedly. “The only th<strong>in</strong>g—he let me have<br />
that picture.” He <strong>in</strong>dicated the panoramic from the Hulmeville picnic. “In fact, I got two of<br />
them from him.”<br />
“Well, the other ones are the ones where I’m sitt<strong>in</strong>g there…not too far from that colored <strong>Ace</strong><br />
motorcycle dealer.”<br />
“The other one I had <strong>were</strong> mostly Harley Davidsons. It was like a Harley dealers group. You<br />
<strong>were</strong>n’t <strong>in</strong> that picture <strong>were</strong> you?”<br />
“I th<strong>in</strong>k I was.” Joe’s voice trailed off and then he began aga<strong>in</strong> after hav<strong>in</strong>g another thought.<br />
“I was very because of my uncle. My uncle was a racer here <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia. He was a…well<br />
that there was what killed him also. He never had any protection on himself and he got such a<br />
cold that went <strong>in</strong>to pneumonia. That’s what killed him.”<br />
“I used to race motor cross.”<br />
“You better dress up good!” Joe cautioned Doug.<br />
“I don’t do it anymore,” Doug assured him.<br />
“That was why I didn’t, why I never… Red used to say, ‘Let’s really go, go really fast a long<br />
way!’ I said that I would go with him for a while but that I made a promise to my uncle that I<br />
would never go crazy about rac<strong>in</strong>g. My uncle said to me, ‘Look! I’m suffer<strong>in</strong>g for it.’ I said, ‘I<br />
know you are Unc.’ I told him, I said, ‘Unc, you’re dy<strong>in</strong>g slowly.’ He said, ‘I am.’ He f<strong>in</strong>ally<br />
kicked the bucket…from the motorcycle…from gett<strong>in</strong>g that cold. He got consumption from<br />
it.”<br />
W<strong>in</strong>d<strong>in</strong>g Down<br />
“So what do you th<strong>in</strong>k of this?” Doug asked Joe after a respectable pause <strong>in</strong> deference to Joe’s<br />
memory of his uncle’s pass<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
“Very nice!” Joe responded. “I have a picture of this.” He began call<strong>in</strong>g out aga<strong>in</strong> for his<br />
daughter. When she replied, he asked her to br<strong>in</strong>g him his duffel bag.<br />
“What’s neat is that the XP-3 motor has ‘SAMPLE’ stamped underneath the transmission.”<br />
Doug offered while they waited for Joe’s daughter to br<strong>in</strong>g his small duffel bag where he<br />
remembered hav<strong>in</strong>g some old motorcycle photographs.<br />
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“You know that you are really sett<strong>in</strong>g me up someth<strong>in</strong>g; that I only remember that one<br />
powerful job that he made for the hill climb.”<br />
“Well there <strong>were</strong> two of them.”<br />
“The other two…I was lost already! I wasn’t so active anymore because I had other plans.”<br />
Joe stopped when his daughter brought him his bag. He unzipped it and began rummag<strong>in</strong>g<br />
<strong>through</strong> it. “Yeah. Here you are.” He pulled out an old magaz<strong>in</strong>e and handed it to Doug.<br />
“Ah, it has a picture of Red on here.”<br />
“No, that’s not it.” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued rifl<strong>in</strong>g <strong>through</strong> the documents. “There’s another guy that<br />
<strong>built</strong> these th<strong>in</strong>gs, these racers. I never—”<br />
“Yeah, well this is the mach<strong>in</strong>e here,” Doug said, <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4 replica stand<strong>in</strong>g nearby.<br />
“Now the th<strong>in</strong>g is though, this is a stock eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> this photograph. We <strong>built</strong> the bike<br />
orig<strong>in</strong>ally with a stock eng<strong>in</strong>e and then after the th<strong>in</strong>g was f<strong>in</strong>ished, Doc was offered the<br />
rac<strong>in</strong>g eng<strong>in</strong>e. So we put the rac<strong>in</strong>g eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong>.”<br />
“Yeah?” Joe asked.<br />
“That’s what that’s from.” Doug <strong>in</strong>dicated the picture with<strong>in</strong> the magaz<strong>in</strong>e aga<strong>in</strong>. “That’s a<br />
stock motor. We <strong>built</strong> the rac<strong>in</strong>g pipe. Do you see how the exhaust pipe comes straight down?<br />
They don’t have any sweep-back to them.”<br />
“You see, that fellow <strong>built</strong> that because he wanted another bike just like the one that Red<br />
raced.”<br />
“Well, that’s Doc’s here!”<br />
“Here, give me that a m<strong>in</strong>ute.” Joe <strong>in</strong>dicated the magaz<strong>in</strong>es. Doug handed him the magaz<strong>in</strong>e<br />
featur<strong>in</strong>g the XP-4. Joe exam<strong>in</strong>ed the article and po<strong>in</strong>ted to the author’s name. “This fellow<br />
here, I don’t know who this guy is,” Joe said.<br />
“Alan Cathcart wrote it,” Doug told him. It was an article that appeared <strong>in</strong> the March 1986<br />
issue of Cycle World magaz<strong>in</strong>e.<br />
“Do you know him?”<br />
“He’s an English author.”<br />
“They tried to tell me that that was the one that Art Lemon fixed up. I said, ‘No. It wasn’t.’<br />
“There’s Art here,” Joe said po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to a picture <strong>in</strong> another magaz<strong>in</strong>e. “Here’s Red here.”<br />
After a pause, he extended an offer to Doug. “I have a place up <strong>in</strong> the mounta<strong>in</strong>s. You should<br />
come up there to see me.”<br />
“Up <strong>in</strong> the Poconos?” Doug confirmed. “I tried to get a hold of you a couple of years ago and<br />
I never seemed to be able to make it.”<br />
“Oh yeah!” Joe exclaimed satisfactorily and then asked, “Do you see this here?” He was<br />
hold<strong>in</strong>g up two pages that <strong>were</strong> torn out of a magaz<strong>in</strong>e. “You put these two together… Let’s<br />
see, is that—? This is that—“<br />
“That’s Terpen<strong>in</strong>g, yeah,” Doug confirmed. “That’s at Rochester, July 4 th , 1923.”<br />
“Do you see this,” Joe said laugh<strong>in</strong>g. “He flew over the top.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s the Lancaster hill climb. I photographed all of Red’s pictures that he had at<br />
home.”<br />
“Now, I th<strong>in</strong>k that this is the one that Red was rid<strong>in</strong>g if I’m not mistaken. Am I right? This<br />
job?”<br />
“Well, that’s this bike.”<br />
“This bike here?”<br />
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“But that has a stock street eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> it.” Doug handed the magaz<strong>in</strong>e pages back to him. “Here<br />
you go.”<br />
“Here,” Joe handed them back to him. “You can have that.” He picked up the rest of the pages<br />
and magaz<strong>in</strong>es and handed them to Doug as well. “You can have this too!”<br />
“Okay. Are you sure? Because we probably have this at home.”<br />
“You can have it because I won’t need it anymore.”<br />
“Who’s the guy <strong>in</strong> the middle?” Doug asked, po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to someone <strong>in</strong> a photograph.<br />
“He looks familiar but I don’t know who he is to tell you the truth.” Cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g to exam<strong>in</strong>e<br />
the people <strong>in</strong> some of the other photographs he stated, “I don’t know who this guy is either.”<br />
“That’s Art!” Doug told him. “Art Lemon.”<br />
“Is this Art Lemon?” Joe was astonished that he didn’t recognize him.<br />
“That’s not Frank Snook is it?”<br />
“It looks like DeLong.”<br />
“Oh, here’s Cannonball Baker!” Doug po<strong>in</strong>ted him out to Joe.<br />
Joe exam<strong>in</strong>ed the picture closely. “But you see,” he said, “He didn’t have bars like this.”<br />
“No, he had stock ones.”<br />
“Huh?”<br />
“He had the early bars.”<br />
“Regular stock handle bars,” Joe agreed.<br />
“That’s Charlie Cole and Red <strong>in</strong> the Six Days Trial.” Doug said po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g them out <strong>in</strong> another<br />
photograph.<br />
“Very good,” Joe was impressed with Doug’s collection of photos. “Boy, you’ve got a lot of<br />
pictures!”<br />
“Well, these are all from Charlie. I’ve got everyth<strong>in</strong>g Charlie owned.”<br />
“Who’s this guy?” Joe po<strong>in</strong>ted to another photo.<br />
“That’s…umm…Cannonball.” Doug responded after look<strong>in</strong>g at it.<br />
“Cannonball Baker?”<br />
“Yeah.”<br />
“Yeah, that’s him.” Joe added after look<strong>in</strong>g at the picture more closely. “Did you know that<br />
he was a little cross-eyed?” Joe said this <strong>in</strong> a conspiratorial tone edged with humor.<br />
“Yeah, you said that.” Doug replied, rem<strong>in</strong>d<strong>in</strong>g Joe that he told them this earlier. They both<br />
laughed.<br />
Sort<strong>in</strong>g <strong>through</strong> Photos<br />
At this po<strong>in</strong>t, Doc rejo<strong>in</strong>ed them <strong>in</strong> the back yard. He had been <strong>in</strong> the house pay<strong>in</strong>g his<br />
respects to Joe’s wife, Helen.<br />
“Now, what are you guys up to?” Doc said <strong>in</strong> a gregarious manner. “Hey, I’ve been<br />
enterta<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g the ladies. I don’t get along too well with men; I get along with—.” Doc stopped<br />
abruptly when he saw the picture, at which they <strong>were</strong> look<strong>in</strong>g, and then exclaimed, “Hey!<br />
There he is!”<br />
“Cannonball Baker,” Joe nodded.<br />
“Yep!” Doc replied. “He was a big man.”<br />
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“Yeah,” Joe agreed.<br />
“Now he wore on his… He wore just a corduroy jacket; look at that!”<br />
“Well, that all depends on what season it was because—” Joe began say.<br />
“Well this wasn’t summertime with that outfit,” Doc <strong>in</strong>terrupted him.<br />
“Red said that he used to just get up and go,” Doug offered, speak<strong>in</strong>g of Cannonball Baker.<br />
“He was tough!” Doc added.<br />
“Ah, I just brought someth<strong>in</strong>g here,” Joe <strong>in</strong>dicated the Cycle World magaz<strong>in</strong>e article to Doc.<br />
“Show it to him.” He motioned for Doug to show it to Doc.<br />
“Yeah, this here.” Doug handed it to Doc. “You have that, don’t you?” Joe began laugh<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong><br />
the background; pleased with himself.<br />
“You saw that?” Doc asked Joe. “Did you have this?”<br />
“Yeah, that’s m<strong>in</strong>e.” And then after a slight pause, “I’m giv<strong>in</strong>g it to you guys. I don’t want it<br />
anymore.”<br />
“Where did you get it?”<br />
“Don’t you know, I got that from—”<br />
“You see that… This is the road… This road goes right <strong>in</strong> front of my house,” Doc<br />
<strong>in</strong>terrupted.<br />
“Yeah?” Joe responded perfunctorily. “Red gave me that. He said, ‘Joe, look at this. Here’s a<br />
guy that <strong>built</strong> one just like it!’ Like the one that he—”<br />
“That’s me!” Doc said po<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g to his name be<strong>in</strong>g mentioned <strong>in</strong> the article. “See. Here I am!”<br />
“Let’s see,” said Joe.<br />
“See the name,” Doc showed him. “John Patt.”<br />
“John Patt?” Joe repeated.<br />
“That’s me,” Doc exclaimed proudly. Joe laughed. “How about that.”<br />
“Hey!” Doc shouted towards the house; to Joe’s daughter Helen. “He has my article. Did you<br />
see that?”<br />
“How ‘bout that! No, I didn’t see it. Did you write it?” She asked.<br />
“No, it was written about me. See, there’s the bike.” Doc showed her the article.<br />
“Do you recognize any of these guys?” Doug resumed show<strong>in</strong>g Joe more pictures.<br />
“This one doesn’t have the f<strong>in</strong>s on the boxes,” Doc noted and then upon look<strong>in</strong>g closer he<br />
exclaimed, “It has gaslights! Oh, wouldn’t that be neat to do one with gaslights? Forget the<br />
generator. Would that be neat?”<br />
“This is… At night, you had to have lights.” Joe was referr<strong>in</strong>g to the picture <strong>in</strong> his hand of an<br />
<strong>Ace</strong> motorcycle equipped with a gaslight. “You see this here motorcycle? This is a Presto<br />
tank. This is a Presto-Lite.”<br />
“That’s Charlie Cole’s first <strong>Ace</strong>.” Doug <strong>in</strong>formed him.<br />
“Charlie Cole’s first <strong>Ace</strong>?” Joe repeated.<br />
“Uh huh. Probably a <strong>1920</strong> model.”<br />
“My uncle said, ‘It’s too bad that that Presto tank be<strong>in</strong>g on the handle bar is too heavy.’ I still<br />
have one of those tanks here. A Presto tank.”<br />
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“Do you?” Doug asked with some surprise <strong>in</strong> his voice. “Oh, that’s neat.” I don’t see why<br />
Doug should have been surprised, I saw at least half a dozen lay<strong>in</strong>g around Doc’s shop.<br />
“So I said to him, ‘Unc, I f<strong>in</strong>ally—” Side A of Tape 2 ran out at this po<strong>in</strong>t.<br />
Tape 2: Side B<br />
“—1913. 1913.” Joe can be heard f<strong>in</strong>ish<strong>in</strong>g a statement at the beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g of side two. They<br />
had been talk<strong>in</strong>g about gaslights and Presto-Lite tanks and must have started to discuss when<br />
electric lights began to be offered as an option.<br />
“Because I guess Indian didn’t have an electric lights until 1914,” said Doug.<br />
“Here’s a guy who looks like me but… This is how I used to look because I used to always<br />
have a poncho <strong>in</strong> case it ra<strong>in</strong>ed.”<br />
“Are you sure that that’s not you? I don’t know where those pictures <strong>were</strong> taken.”<br />
“This guy looks like me, but it’s not. That’s not me but this is how I looked.”<br />
Cannonball Baker at the Factory<br />
Joe picked up a different picture, most likely of Cannonball Baker—probably sitt<strong>in</strong>g on a<br />
1918 Indian Power Plus. “I have pictures up the mounta<strong>in</strong>s like this with him rid<strong>in</strong>g. I see the<br />
handle bars are the old handle bars.” They <strong>were</strong>. “With the old handle bars because he was an<br />
awful big man!”<br />
“With the gauntlets.” Doug noted.<br />
“I said to him one time, ‘When you’re on a run like this, what do you do when you have to<br />
stop and take a pee.’ He said that he just takes it out and pees all over the cyl<strong>in</strong>ders.” Joe<br />
“Doesn’t even stop?” Doug asked.<br />
“I said, ‘Did you get away with it?’ He said, ‘Oh yeah!’ He liked me, this guy did.”<br />
“I heard that he didn’t like to be called Cannonball though.”<br />
“No, we all called him Mr. Baker. We didn’t call him Cannonball Baker.” Joe saw Doc<br />
return<strong>in</strong>g aga<strong>in</strong> and said to him, “I was just tell<strong>in</strong>g him…you can come closer to me, I don’t<br />
want to shout out. I asked him, Mr. Baker you know…Cannonball Baker? I asked him, ‘What<br />
do you do when you have to take a pee? Do you always stop?’ He said, ‘Hell no! I just take it<br />
out and pee all over the cyl<strong>in</strong>ders.’ He was a son-of-a-gun, no kidd<strong>in</strong>g!” They all laughed<br />
loudly at this account.<br />
“He was a big man.” Doc f<strong>in</strong>ally said.<br />
“Positively a big man.” Joe agreed.<br />
“You say now that they made… Isn’t there a picture of him on the <strong>Ace</strong> that shows the handle<br />
bars?”<br />
“Yeah,” replied Doug. “That’s one of his record attempts. I th<strong>in</strong>k that’s out <strong>in</strong> Indiana.”<br />
“He had awful big shoulders,” Joe added.<br />
“Tremendous endurance,” Doc cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “He was tough!”<br />
“He was a… You see this guy here…my grandson?” Joe was <strong>in</strong>dicat<strong>in</strong>g the mail<strong>in</strong>g address<br />
on the cover of a recent issue of American Motorcyclist. “He’s an ace <strong>in</strong> the service…on<br />
boats. He used to ride a Honda motorcycle. He gets these books and he’s the one who sent<br />
them over to me.”<br />
“Who gave the article about this? Gene?”<br />
“Gene… No, Red!”<br />
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“That guy who wrote the article,” Doc began, “he came over from England and he stopped <strong>in</strong><br />
Massachusetts to pick up his photographer—a professional photographer—and then he came<br />
down and did two articles. He did an article on this and he did an article, I believe, on Rollie<br />
Free’s V<strong>in</strong>cent that set a world’s record after the war. About 1950 or so, Rollie Free set a<br />
world’s record—he was an Indian dealer. Anyway we took Red and him, and a whole bunch<br />
of guys, out to lunch at the local d<strong>in</strong>er and we had a great time.<br />
“Another funny th<strong>in</strong>g happened with Red. When I did this motorcycle orig<strong>in</strong>ally, I did not<br />
have this eng<strong>in</strong>e. I just used a stock <strong>Ace</strong> eng<strong>in</strong>e because it doesn’t look that different. But I<br />
made a manifold as close to that as I could figure. I hand <strong>built</strong> that from scrap to look like this<br />
manifold. I couldn’t f<strong>in</strong>d the alum<strong>in</strong>um manifold and I couldn’t f<strong>in</strong>d the alum<strong>in</strong>um carburetor<br />
for it, so it had the stock carburetor and the manifold I made. It was just a stock eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> it.<br />
That’s what that article was written about.<br />
“But s<strong>in</strong>ce then, I got the real eng<strong>in</strong>e. So I just pulled that stock eng<strong>in</strong>e out and put it to one<br />
side and put this eng<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong>…after I’d gone <strong>through</strong> it. Also, this wore Rajah plugs when it set<br />
the world’s speed record. Can you believe that I found a full set of Rajah plugs? In fact,<br />
overall, I found four sets.”<br />
“You could f<strong>in</strong>d parts for these?” asked Joe’s daughter.<br />
“Oh, there’s plenty of parts. I found a set of Rajah plugs and then found three other sets. I<br />
found that magneto—the Sc<strong>in</strong>tilla magneto—I found all of that stuff. When I bought this<br />
eng<strong>in</strong>e, it had a Sc<strong>in</strong>tilla magneto on it.”<br />
“It’s funny that you’re hav<strong>in</strong>g trouble with this one particular mag,” Joe asked.<br />
“When it’s damp, just cloudy; some magnetos are that way. They’re very sensitive. The shop<br />
where I keep it is dry but it’s very cold <strong>in</strong> there because it sits back <strong>in</strong> a mounta<strong>in</strong> where it<br />
stays very cold. If I let the door hang open a little, you get condensation. I have a little<br />
mach<strong>in</strong>e shop. I have a lathe. I have a mill<strong>in</strong>g mach<strong>in</strong>e and that’s where I make all of these<br />
parts.<br />
“But anyway, you know how a lathe is heavy cast iron? The water just runs off of it if I let the<br />
door hang open. The warm air comes <strong>in</strong> and hits the cold lathe and the cold eng<strong>in</strong>es; that’s<br />
what happened to it.”<br />
Com<strong>in</strong>g to America<br />
Joe’s daughter—who left to pick up a pizza for their lunch—<strong>in</strong>terrupted Doc’s discussion<br />
about how the magnetos are prone to condensation. After she drove off, they cont<strong>in</strong>ued with<br />
some small talk.<br />
“Your wife’s Hungarian?” Doc asked, hav<strong>in</strong>g spoken with Joe’s wife earlier.<br />
“I’m a Hungarian too,” Joe replied<br />
“Are you?” Doc exclaimed with some surprise.<br />
“Sure,” Joe assured him. “I was born on the other side. I wasn’t born here”<br />
“How old <strong>were</strong> you when you came over?” Doc asked.<br />
“I th<strong>in</strong>k n<strong>in</strong>e years old,” Joe said tentatively. “The time when we came over here is when<br />
Roosevelt was runn<strong>in</strong>g for President.<br />
“1932,” Doc stated. It’s more probable that he was referr<strong>in</strong>g to Theodore Roosevelt rather<br />
than Frankl<strong>in</strong> Roosevelt..<br />
“No, not Roosevelt,” Joe quickly corrected. “What was the President’s name <strong>in</strong> 1912?”<br />
“Taft?” Doc offered.<br />
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“No, ‘Hurray for…’ Wait a m<strong>in</strong>ute. I’ll f<strong>in</strong>d out.” Joe was befuddled.<br />
“My one supervisor at work; just came over. She’s Hungarian,” Doug stated.<br />
“I was born there,” Joe replied.<br />
“Do you get to speak it at all? You and your wife, do you speak Hungarian?”<br />
“Oh yeah! I can speak Hungarian.” Joe assured him. “Very good! I have no trouble at all.”<br />
“But you have no accent,” Doc <strong>in</strong>sisted. “None at all.”<br />
“A lot of people don’t know this,” Joe cont<strong>in</strong>ued. “When my father heard that I wanted to get<br />
married he said that I had to get out of the house. My father was stern <strong>in</strong> some ways and good<br />
hearted <strong>in</strong> other ways. I said, ‘Pop, are you kidd<strong>in</strong>g?’<br />
Tape stopped and restarted later.<br />
F<strong>in</strong>al Thoughts<br />
“…I gave my son a ride on it…five bucks!” Joe was say<strong>in</strong>g someth<strong>in</strong>g about a used <strong>Ace</strong><br />
motorcycle that he picked up at about the time he left the factory.<br />
“What year would this have been Joe?” Doc asked with <strong>in</strong>terest.<br />
“In the fall?” Doug can be heard say<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> the background.<br />
“It would have been. Let’s see, to be exact. I left <strong>in</strong>… It was <strong>in</strong> 1926 I left…twenty-five or<br />
twenty-six.”<br />
“An <strong>Ace</strong> for five dollars, and it was only a couple of years old.” Doug said somewhat amazed.<br />
“It was an old bike. It had electric lights but he didn’t have a battery for it. I had to buy that<br />
and some other stuff.”<br />
“It’s nice to know that you had a hand <strong>in</strong> that eng<strong>in</strong>e right there—at one po<strong>in</strong>t,” Doug said<br />
nodd<strong>in</strong>g towards one of the nearby <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong> that they had brought with them.<br />
“You had your hands <strong>in</strong> both of them, back <strong>in</strong> the 20’s,” Doc repeated s<strong>in</strong>ce Joe was hav<strong>in</strong>g<br />
trouble understand<strong>in</strong>g Doug’s comment.<br />
“This one here for sure,” Joe agreed.<br />
“Both of them!” Doc <strong>in</strong>sisted. “Both of these <strong>motorcycles</strong>. You worked on them. Your<br />
hands.”<br />
“Positively,” Joe f<strong>in</strong>ally agreed. “I put the tires on this one—well, on the racer. And the—”<br />
“Did you ever get to ride the racer?” Doug asked.<br />
“To tell you the truth, I never got that—I was too busy <strong>in</strong> the shop. When this was go<strong>in</strong>g on, I<br />
was <strong>in</strong> the shop already, tak<strong>in</strong>g care of all the police <strong>in</strong> Philadelphia that had the <strong>Ace</strong><br />
<strong>motorcycles</strong>.”<br />
“Do you have your camera with you Doug?” Doc asked. When Doug <strong>in</strong>dicated that he did,<br />
Doc turned to Joe. “We want to get your picture with each bike and maybe we can arrange—”<br />
“I’ll sit on it. I can sit on them yet!” Joe told them.<br />
“Can you get on it?” Doc asked.<br />
“Oh yeah!” Joe <strong>in</strong>sisted. “Of course, you’re go<strong>in</strong>g to help me a little bit.” Joe chuckled.<br />
“Do it now?” Doug asked. “Put the bikes right here; the car is not—”<br />
“Yeah, this was a Philadelphia cycle,” Joe said while cont<strong>in</strong>u<strong>in</strong>g to look <strong>through</strong> Doug’s<br />
collection of photographs.<br />
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“Here you are. Here’s someth<strong>in</strong>g here. Do you remember me tell<strong>in</strong>g you about the fellow that<br />
used to assemble them? This is one of the guys. This is where the factory was. This is outside<br />
of the factory. You see none of them has any headlights on them. You can see it.”<br />
“Yes you can. Isn’t that neat,” Doc agreed.<br />
With Doug and Doc’s assistance, Joe climbed aboard XP-4 for some photos. Doc jok<strong>in</strong>gly<br />
cautioned him not to kick the starter because he would be off and runn<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
No more can be heard on the tape as they pose Joe on the <strong>Ace</strong> <strong>motorcycles</strong> for some pictures. That was four<br />
years before he died at home on November 8, 1995 at the age of 92. Many ador<strong>in</strong>g children, grandchildren,<br />
and great-grandchildren survive him.<br />
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