Here is another of my recent aquisitions-- a Dey Time Register. I've always (for at least 40 years) wanted one of these monstrosities. I spent my career (at least the most remunerative portion of my careers) with IBM. I have accumulated a couple of the ITR (International Time Recorder) clocks, but I have never run across a complete Dey. Dey was one of the companies absorbed by IBM early in the last century. This one is serial # 24732 and it appears that it has been roundly abused during its working life or sometime thereafter. The dial has a ding that I can only attribute to attack by an irate employee—I'm not sure how it could “accidently” happen. The accuating arm was badly bent but I have to believe that occurred as a result of mishandling after it was removed from service.
At any rate, I removed the bronze accuating arm and carefully straightened it in the vice with a deadblow hammer, gave the works a cursory cleaning, and she was off to the races. Inside the case, there was a bundle of recording strips for the drum—I calculate I have enough strips to clock my darling bride, in and out, three shifts a day, for the next year or so. (If I suggested it, I fear she would clock out once, and never be heard from again) As you may see from the pictures, I and my toys, have been relegated to the basement.
This was one clock of 15 that I purchased last month at a local auction—there were 4 clocks that I really wanted, and had to pay the price for, but the remainder were clocks that were too cheap to ignore. As an example, the auctioneer couldn't get a $25 opening bid for a Ridgeway model 130 three weight “grandfather” clock –the auctioneer was ready to holler “burn it” when I raised my hand. (This guy was not kidding – it would have gone in the dumpster out back if no one bid.) Is clock collecting a sickness, or what?? Now this thing is living in my basement running nicely, and it becomes my problem to find a home for this stray.
Ray Rice
At any rate, I removed the bronze accuating arm and carefully straightened it in the vice with a deadblow hammer, gave the works a cursory cleaning, and she was off to the races. Inside the case, there was a bundle of recording strips for the drum—I calculate I have enough strips to clock my darling bride, in and out, three shifts a day, for the next year or so. (If I suggested it, I fear she would clock out once, and never be heard from again) As you may see from the pictures, I and my toys, have been relegated to the basement.
This was one clock of 15 that I purchased last month at a local auction—there were 4 clocks that I really wanted, and had to pay the price for, but the remainder were clocks that were too cheap to ignore. As an example, the auctioneer couldn't get a $25 opening bid for a Ridgeway model 130 three weight “grandfather” clock –the auctioneer was ready to holler “burn it” when I raised my hand. (This guy was not kidding – it would have gone in the dumpster out back if no one bid.) Is clock collecting a sickness, or what?? Now this thing is living in my basement running nicely, and it becomes my problem to find a home for this stray.
Ray Rice
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