10 years or so ago. The neighbor told him he thought he could fix the bike, so he took it, and it sat in his garage until a couple of summers ago. When the neighbor moved, my father-in-law went over and found his bike among the neighbor's "stuff".
My friend who I've 'blogged' about several times told my father-in-law he thought he could get it running. What the neighbor couldn't do in 8 or 9 years, my friend was able to do in an afternoon. He then cleaned the bike up a bit, put a low gloss, metalflake grey paint job on it, and added a few tribal decals. The result is not the prettiest thing to look at, but it is fun to ride around on a Sunday afternoon.