"There were some written down the road. Every now and again there seems to be a resurgence of things. I figured the old man pushed for it to make a profit," he says, shrugging.

He nods at that. "Good. We'll help with that." He puts his phone on the table. "Do you have a cellphone? You can put your number in mine if you want, and I'll hit you back up so you have mine."