Here is the first attempt at pulling the trailer out. I shouldn't say trailer -- it's too trashy sounding; I should say Mobile Home. It took quite awhile for them to get this far as the back wheels of the truck got stuck on the newly-made tree stump.
Here is another angle of the truck directly in front of my home:
I don't know how they cleared that telephone pole. They didn't clear the cable wires overhead, though. These three pictures below are the truck and mobile home on my front lawn. Sue and I were sitting on my front porch and decided to skedattle out of there.
My front lawn. I wonder why they had me move my cars out of the way??? The neighbors were wondering what they would have done if I had been away for the week. No one would have been able to move my car or the Van of Discovery out of the driveway.
Moving John's cable wire off the roof of the mobile home:
Just about ready to take off:
Heading out:
Gone:
It was a great watch. I'm glad I stayed home to see it.
The lot right next door also had a home on it. Last year, they tore it down; it took two days to do it. Since then, a law was passed that mobile homes can no longer be torn down on the lot. The home has to be trucked to a demolition place. It has to do with the possibility of asbestos and other contaminants in the home.
Through the whole process, I wondered about the tires. This particular home was set in 1973. That makes it 36 years old. That means the tires were 36 years old. They had to use a blow torch to free up the axles and as soon as the home was pulled out, one of the tires -- wheel and all -- flew off the axle. They ended up putting three new tires on one side.
I can see this thing blowing pieces off right and left as it is trucking down I-84 on it's way to that big mobile home graveyard in the sky.
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