there comes a point in the life off all office equipment where it just is not practical to hold on to. We had a lease on a copier, I swear it was the first one ever made. The thing weighed a TON. Well, we ordered a new one and the company just wanted to leave the old one behind. They told us to toss (or push) it in the storeroom because they would charge us money to remove it. SO I imagine rather than pay money to haul this behemouth to a new location, it was cheaper just to order a new one. Same with furniture, file cabinets, fax machines etc. Speaking of fax machines. I would LOVE to find one of the first kind wherer you placed the phone handset in a cradle, put a piece of paper on this roller device, clamped it down with a metal piece, closed the lid and it would start to rotate. A pen device would scan across the rotating paper and after five minutes or more, you had your fax. Usually unreadable, but still pretty neat. We're talking late 1970's technology. Love old technology!!
Here I go with my 2 cents, even though a little late. For me it isn't fans, it's jukeboxes I collect and restore. But I do it for the love of the machines, not to resell. The collectors who are out there to make a buck ruined it for a lot of us who just wanted to collect the machines for personal enjoyment. I recall finding jukeboxes in basements, garages, and attics (yes, attics) and paying $50 for them. Now you can't touch them for under many hundreds if original or thousands if restored. It's true I sold my share of them but only when I had to or needed the money. I also have a fondness for old buildings too and when the old clothing store I worked at in the 1970's was remodeling the front I asked if I could have the transom that was over the main door. This thing was HUGE and all cut glass, extremely art-Deco with the building number in the center, parts of it frosted, it was a beauty! It was gorgeous and I kept it in my living room, in it's sold oak frame for years lit with a back light. People admired it and asked where it came from. Unfortunately the rung of a rocking chair hit it and it shattered into a million pieces. But the point is, I asked before I took it, even though they were tossing it in the dumpster. Keep up the good work Mr. Motts, you certainly are inspiring to a lot of people.
Wow, can you imagine the play of slightly flickering gaslights over the amazing tile motifs? That would have been beautiful. Much more so than the cold, sterile glare of harsh fluorescents. But, time marches ever forward...