Living in a trailer brings back some crazy memories. In 1970, my first job out of college was at WILO in Frankfort, IN. At that time, Frankfort had no apartments available for rent. One of the other announcers at the station suggested I buy a mobile home and move it to the trailer park on the NW side of town where he lived. He assured me there were spaces available there and he was "good buddies" with the owner of the Park. So, I spent a whole Saturday in Indianapolis roaming the West Washington Street trailer dealers and finally found a stripped down 12 X 60 that I could afford and "live with". I filled out all the paperwork for a loan, putting down about $500. I think the total price including moving it to Frankfort was only about $4500 or $5000. On Monday morning, I went out to the trailer park in Frankfort to rent a space that my buddy at WILO assured me would be there for me. Well....The owner absolutely refused to rent me a $30/month space because I was not buying my trailer from HIM!
I said how could I buy one from you???? You don't have any on your lot and there were no dealers in Frankfort selling them! He said....Not so fast! He wanted to take me to Northern Indiana and go directly to the factories and sell me one from there! I said I already paid for one and was having it moved to his lot in a few days. He still refused to let me move there even though he had three spaces to rent. I ended up losing $500 because I backed out of the deal I made in Indy. Luckily, I was able to get out of the loan deal. I ended up renting an old, former "beauty parlor" 5 miles south of Frankfort, in Antioch, IN right on Hwy 39. This "sad" story had a good ending....I only stayed at WILO for a few months before moving on to WGEE in Indianapolis....which was another "story in itself", too.
I said how could I buy one from you???? You don't have any on your lot and there were no dealers in Frankfort selling them! He said....Not so fast! He wanted to take me to Northern Indiana and go directly to the factories and sell me one from there! I said I already paid for one and was having it moved to his lot in a few days. He still refused to let me move there even though he had three spaces to rent. I ended up losing $500 because I backed out of the deal I made in Indy. Luckily, I was able to get out of the loan deal. I ended up renting an old, former "beauty parlor" 5 miles south of Frankfort, in Antioch, IN right on Hwy 39. This "sad" story had a good ending....I only stayed at WILO for a few months before moving on to WGEE in Indianapolis....which was another "story in itself", too.