Rusted, Busted Radiators

We had a cold snap shortly after we purchased the big house. Unfortunately, that cold snap caused three of the five upper floor radiators to burst. This happened awhile ago, and I only think of it now because I got a line on a woman selling three radiators from a home she's renovating, for $10 bucks a fin. This is cheap! The salvage yards sell them for $15 or more per fin.

So we (we meaning wimpy me and my fairly muscular huz) drive to the woman's house, in rush hour traffic, get there twenty minutes late. She's gone. We decide to take the radiators anyway, figuring we'll just leave a check tucked in the mailbox. Then we try to lift the first radiator onto our dolly. These muthas are h-e-a-v-y! Then we have the front steps to manage, andI won't even mention the circus of hefting them into the truck.

To make an already long (and frankly, rather dull) radiator adventure story short: we return home with zero radiators and one messed-up lower back. Ouch!