Split from C-Dog's ad thread

Not the first time I've heard this same sentiment in regards to "Boomers"
from a thirty something

Girl I know spews the same ideals

What they don't realize is just how high the interest rate was

Remember my first house being over 17%

and first boat was even higher

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BillE":3ia3qlv9 said:
For pricing reference, a new 2020 C-22 Cruiser with Yamaha 90 on a trailer at Master Marine in Washington lists a price of $81,890 now on sale for $78,741.

https://www.mastermarine.com/boats-for-sale/2020-c-dory-22-cruiser-mount-vernon-washington-7462392/

Yea, and back in '82 just the interest would have been over a grand a month

it was hard making those payments

Although it's all relevant

Boat would have cost 20% of what it does now

And work would have paid 20% of what it does now

But that high interest baldy.gif
 
hardee":2qb59sff said:
Sounds like my 15 year not so old CD 22 Cruiser priced at 43,500 is under priced then, but if I let it go for that Someone would be getting a really very good deal.

WHOA There though, SleepyC IS NOT for sale.

Harvey
SleepyC :moon

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The value of any C-Dory IMO is in relation to how well it is equipped.

Some are basically bare bones with limited equipment while other are fully tricked out and need nothing but gas and you are good to go.

We expect delivery of Alexa Jane today. It is at the low end equipment wise. GPS, power steering, home made camper back. But is has a brand new trailer which is a bonus as well as an Honda engine that has been recently been serviced to the tune of $2,000.

No anchor winch, autopilot, trim tabs.

We considered Alexa Jane, a 2005 model, a bargain to $26,900. The survey done in January valued her at $37,000.

The boat listing that started this discussion seems to be attractively priced.
 
Some of you beat me on retirement age, but it would be hard to beat me on the lowest starting hourly wage. I worked for the family business, the last bastion of indentured servitude.

I hadn't heard the whine about boomers having everything and leaving only pimples for the younger generation(s). I can't complain now, but thinking about my "financial history," it was anything but an easy climb to prosperity. I remember three times when I made an interstate employment and residence change with only what I could fit in the trunk. Twice in my 20's and once in my 30's. So I'm not very sympathetic to somebody lamenting the repossession of their giant TV (which wouldn't even have fit in my trunk).

Disclaimer: I have no idea what this thread is all about.
 
I can beat that, Marco! When I started my business I worked very hard, for no pay at all. Then, after a few years of solid growth, we hit the Great Recession, where I worked even harder while losing money every day that I was open.
Working for negative income makes minimum wage look very attractive!
 
MilesandMiles":115dseuu said:
Don't try to wake up boomers. They have no input jack. They live in their own little world and can't stand people pointing out what's happening outside their boomer reality. Don't try to compete with them either. They have all the money (including yours) If they're into something (like cdorys) the prices will stay high. Thankfully they're on their way out, hopefully the last one exiting the world will leave the lights on for us.

Now. You’ve gone and pissed me off junior, and that’s hard to do. Relax, Get your allowance and go to your favorite Jamba Juice hangout and have an$8.00 cup of Kool Aid. Lol!
 
.......but it would be hard to beat me on the lowest starting hourly wage. I worked for the family business, the last bastion of indentured servitude.
I'll take on that challenge!

My family operated a small manufacturing business (leather goods). As kids my brother and I had to spend hours and hours in what the family called "the shop". Starting at about age 10, my dad insisted that we kids work throughout all of summer school vacation. He did allow each of us to work every other day (but if I remember right that was mostly because if my brother and I were at the shop together, we would get into mischief). So as a grade schooler, I put in 8 to 10 hours days every other day all summer long.

Well, maybe when I was 12 or so, we complained that none of our friends had to give up their summers like this, so my dad decided that he would pay us at the rate of $0.50 per hour (in about 1957). Can you beat that? Even if you do, how about this....we diligently filled out time cards all summer; but when the summer was over, my dad simply never paid us. Here I am at 75 years old, and I still find it hard to forgive my father for this....not for the working, but for reneging on the paying of our "salary".
 
I was maintenance man at a Girl Scout camp Age 16 thr 20. $100 a month including a tent with a cot t sleep in (I had to bring my own sleeping bag), Up at 5AM to start the diesel generator, and stoke the fires to have hot water in the kitchen. Official duties were over at about 7 PM, after I had sterilized all of the dishes for 200 campers. However most nights I then drove out to check the girls who were on "camp outs)--sometimes running a 5 mile trail to where they were camped. Then there was the occasional poacher who happened to come into the camp area, and had to dealt with. I was lucky to go to bed by 11. So I figured I worked 126 hours a week x 4 = $504 a month. That was about 20 cents a hour. Most of the day was manual labor; splitting wood, hauling garbage, cleaning septic systems, sterilizing the dishes. Occasionally I got to life guard on lake trips or teach canoeing/rowing. The best job I ever had!! (1953 thru 56) era.

During my internship most of the year was 36 hours on and 12 hours off. It turns out that this was almost exactly the time I worked in the Girl Scout camp but I was only paid $50 a month: 10 cents an hour. That was 1961-62.

Both of the counted toward Social Security quarters.
 
I was maintenance man at a Girl Scout camp Age 16 thr 20---"

Bob when you write your autobiography---which you should do---that job should get at least a chapter!
 
Nancy and Bud":38smbj7b said:
hardee":38smbj7b said:
Sounds like my 15 year not so old CD 22 Cruiser priced at 43,500 is under priced then, but if I let it go for that Someone would be getting a really very good deal.

WHOA There though, SleepyC IS NOT for sale.

Harvey
SleepyC :moon

9_Sept_Seq_2019_Cal.thumb.jpg

The value of any C-Dory IMO is in relation to how well it is equipped.
Some are basically bare bones with limited equipment while other are fully tricked out and need nothing but gas and you are good to go.

We expect delivery of Alexa Jane today. It is at the low end equipment wise. GPS, power steering, home made camper back. But is has a brand new trailer which is a bonus as well as an Honda engine that has been recently been serviced to the tune of $2,000.

No anchor winch, autopilot, trim tabs.

We considered Alexa Jane, a 2005 model, a bargain to $26,900. The survey done in January valued her at $37,000.

The boat listing that started this discussion seems to be attractively priced.

Nancy and Bud. You are right, partly. That value also has much to do with the care given to the boat during it's life time. Good care, equals better condition over the years equals higher value over time. Simple -- to me anyway.

I hope I didn't hyjack this thread. :oops:

Harvey
SleepyC :moon

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BillE":31bl6nxf said:
I was maintenance man at a Girl Scout camp Age 16 thr 20---"

Bob when you write your autobiography---which you should do---that job should get at least a chapter!

Probably a whole book...There was an alumni web site with photos of me when I was 16 to 20. Those photos have disappeared. The camp and Forest service lease was sold to a church and then to UCLA, who still runs it as a Sumer camp children.
 
As long as we are telling stories..... :D.

I just realized I once beat my own low point of $0.50 per hour at another, and later, stage in my life. After college in 1967, I bummed around Europe on a shoe string for a year. All was good until the winter. What to do in the cold? I knew a Swiss girl who was going to volunteer at a kibbutz in Israel for 3 months. Within 12 hours I changed everything and left with her for Israel (great decision as it turned out BTW).

Well, this was a very poor kibbutz just north of Tel Aviv. We worked in the citrus orchards 8 hours/day 6 days a week (216 hours per month....but we did get room and board). The pay? $2.50/month, or about one penny per hour....hard to get lower than that.....hahahahahaha. When it came time to leave to go back to Europe, they owned me $7.50. But this kibbutz had almost no cash, and they were unable to pay me (seems to be a pattern with me :lol:).

Another wrinkle to this story is that after I paid for passage on a old freighter that was to take me from Haifa to Istanbul, I had only $10 in my pocket, and no idea how I was going to get to England where I had friends. Once in Turkey, I heard on the grapevine that one could sell blood in Greece; so that became my plan. I hitchhiked to Thessaloniki Greece. At that time, there was no blood bank in that city; so if someone in the hospital needed blood, a family member would negotiate with someone on the street, and the the 2 of you would go to the hospital to have your blood drawn. Well, I remember to this day that since I have the relatively rare blood type of B-, I got top dollar of $17 for a pint (or whatever the volume was). That money got me all the way to England via hitchhiking and sleeping in city parks, under low canopy trees, in my sleeping bag. Today, I spend $17 on a hamburger and beer in town!!
 
Sandy, that’s an interesting story & I can relate to it, kind of. As I too was in Europe in 1967, but my wandering as a Army Paratrooper was somewhat limited. I do remember about that time there being trouble in Israel, maybe the 67 war. We were restricted for a time to base with planes loaded with all our equipment for a possible need to jump in for protection of our Embassy, I think. A long time ago, can’t remember it all well now, though the pay was better then yours, but not by much.

Jay
 
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