I was cleaning out my dad's estate and came across this.  It's the reel he bought me in the late 1970s, when I was a kid.  He was trying to get me interested in fishing because it was his only chance to get out of the house, and Mom said he had to take at least one of the four of us kids with him.  Lucky me.  Never liked fishing and only went out only a few times.  Surprised he still had it after almost fifty years.  I still don't fish.  This things needs a home.