Sitting in a parking lot nearby, this grader is for sale. Wanna take a chance? Down on Bishop Street, Warren Brothers Paving Company had their plant, and after hours we did lots of investigating. It was a day of no fences or gates to keep us young guys out, so after the crews left at 4:30, it was our time to shine. We climbed on the pavers and into the cabs of their dump trucks and dreamed of doing the city's work. We raced up slippery ladders and actually made our way into the plant itself. The smell of that black, gooey tar, that covered the streets of the city, was almost overwhelming on parts of the property, especially near the tar pit. When we saw those yellow and black trucks, graders and pavers around the city the next day, we could say, "Hey, I was driving that thing last night!" Mom just looked at me and seemed to say, "What in heaven's name are you talking about, boy?"