C.O.C.A. Times

Issue: 2001-March - Vol 1 Num 1

By Jack Freund
This will be a regular feature in each issue. Members
are encouraged to submit their "story" of great or
unusual finds . We want to hear from all areas of coin-
op ... arcade, slots, trade stimulators, jukes, gum and
peanut machines, pinball. (You get the idea, don't
you?)
For this first issue of
"C.O.C.A. TIMES" I will
tell you about finding my
Leebold peanut machine.
For those of you who are
not yet vending machine
collectors you need to know
that this is a very desirable,
hard to find, expensive nut
machine, circa 1917. Now
for the tale ...
About five years ago I
received a letter postmarked
Anaconda, Montana. The
The very ornate
person sen di ng t h e 1 etter (I "LEEBOLD " circa 1917.
no longer remember his
Manufactured by the
name) wanted to know if I
R.D. Simpson Co.
would be interested in bidding on a Leebold peanut
machine. There was no picture or description of the
machine, no phone number to call, just that one sen-
tence asking if I would be INTERESTED!
There was a problem with his request for a bid on the
machine. There are two Leebolds listed in Bill Enes'
book Silent Salesman Too, one the 1917, very desirable
version and a newer machine (circa 1923) called the
Famous 1-2-3 Vender made by the R. D. Simpson
Company. Some of the Famous 1-2-3 Venders had a
decal that listed C. E. Leebold, San Francisco,
California as the manufacturer. While it is a neat
machine, it has a value of about 85 percent less than the
other Leebold. So, it was absolutely necessary to deter-
mine which machine we were talking about.
Hoping to phone him, I checked with information, only
to find no such person listed at all. So, I sent a letter
addressed to his return address asking for a photo or two
along with a phone number where I could call him.
The time of the year was late fall and I was busy getting
ready to do the Chicagoland Coin-op show. As most of
us will agree, Chicagoland is the place to be in the
spring and fall. Because of the high level of anticipa-
tion, excitement, energy expended and then the winding
down period after the show ended, I had· completely
forgotten about the Leebold peanut machine. In fact, it
was about six weeks after Chicagoland when I found
the original letter from Anaconda, Montana in a pile of
old mail on my desk.
Realizing that he had apparently sold the machine to
someone else, I was feeling sorry for myself for letting
this one "slip through my fingers ." Then I thought,
"WHAT IF HE DIDN'T SELL IT?" I picked up the
phone, dialed information and asked for the names that
were listed under Smith (I still can't remember his
name, so I'm naming him "Pete Smith" for this story).
There were two Smiths listed, neither of them "Pete." I
took both numbers, called the first and asked for Pete
when the party answered.
The man said, "Pete does-
n't live here anymore. He
moved to California." I
was talking to Pete's
father! he told me Pete
had moved some time
ago. I said that probably
explained why he sold his
Leebold peanut machine.
His father said that Pete
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Detail of "LEEBOLD" base. never had any vending
Note that it is embossed
machines but that he had
"Berkeley, Cal. "
worked at the antique
mall in Anaconda and maybe that was where the
machine had been. I asked for the mall phone number,
thanked Pete's dad and re-dialed.
continued ...
I asked the mall owner if he remembered a very ornate
peanut machine that might have been sold by the mall.
He said, "Yep, I'm sitting here looking right at it." IT
WAS STILL THERE! The mall owner told me that Pete
had taken it on consignment but had never told him who
the consignor was before he moved to California. he
also said that my letter to Pete was sitting under the
Leebold. I quickly established which Leebold he had
and it was the super one. he said there had been inter-
est in the machine but since he didn't know who owned
it or the asking price, he said he couldn't do anything
until he had more information with him. Then he said,
"You'd never believe how much he wants for that thing.
He want $350 for it and I want to make $100 for all my
efforts." I told him I would give him $450 but he would
have to pay for the shipping from his $100 commission.
he agreed and two weeks later the Leebold was mine!
When it arrived, I was pleasantly surprised to find it was
a perfect original and that it as a nickel (5 cent) version
and had the chute with the window and was embossed
"Berkley, Cal."
I thought back to when I asked myself "What if he
DIDN'T sell it" and realized that you should never give
up until every effort has been made.
If you have a "Tale of the Hunt" that you would like to
share, send it along with a photo or two to:
Jack Freund
Post Office Box 4
Springfield, WI 53176
Hopefully, we can publish one or two "Tales" each
issue. Meanwhile ... PRAY FOR MORE STUFF!
A second interesting find was also brought to my atten- corned by him and he told me to come in his house. It
was very hot in there, smelled like a barn, and I was ask-
tion:
by Paul Hindin
ing myself, "are you crazy?"
Thought I'd share this great find with you. In the early He told me the machine was in the cellar. So, with
summer of 1993 I was set up at a flea market near almost no light available, we marched down the broken
Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I always have a sign "wanting up cement steps to a dimly lit basement. In the corner,
to purchase slots, jukes and gumball machines." An facing an interior wall was a machine, heavily covered
older fellow stopped at my booth and told me he had a with cobwebs and dead bugs. I didn't even want to get
slot in his basement, it didn't work and his description ~ - - - - - - - - ~ n e a r it as it was really
gross down there. Due to
led me to believe it was a Pace All Star Comet. I took
the heat, sweat was rolling
his phone number.
down my face and I was
ready to go back home.
Two months passed and I set up at the market again. I
forgot all about the slot. Sure enough, the same fellow
Realizing my readiness for
came back up to my booth with the same slot. Rather
departure, he suggested we
upset, he asked me why I didn't call him. I promised I
go back upstairs and have
would call him the next weekend. The problem was he
a cold glass of lemonade. I
lived almost two and one-half hours away from me
accepted and we went into
which meant I would have to spend a whole day to pos-
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his
kitchen. His wife had
sibly make this purchase. I called him the next Friday
The Kitty
just made some homemade
evening and set it up to see him on Saturday.
lemonade and we sat down at his kitchen table. After
Saturday turned out to be a hot day with the temperature talking for a short time with him and his wife, he got up
reaching about 97 degrees. He lived on a farm in the and said he'd bring up the machine. As he came back
middle of nowhere. When I got to his home, I was wel- into the kitchen with the machine, my jaw almost

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