Kind of feel like I'm making a little progress, finally. Have most of the attachments off the old engine and on the new one. I'm learning a lot with this remove and replace. I have a basic understanding of how an internal combustion engine works, and I have more specific knowledge of certain things I have had to do as a result of not being able to afford a mechanic, but this is my first attempt at an M37/43. So it's great that I have somebody standing over my shoulder that has actually worked on these things, and more than once. Plus I get to spend time with my Dad.
That being said, I/we had a Keystone Cops event in our excitement to move along and put oil in it. We put the pan plug in, and the fill tube, and the dipstick. Tried to attach one of the oil lines to a little brass elbow on the new engine, and it just disintegrated to the point where it could not be removed with a wrench. Meanwhile, Dad buggered off with my brother to deal with the Sherriff because we had just discovered a trespass/vandalism/theft. I hunted up a good pair of vise grips and eased the stupid broken thing out, stopping every turn or so to wipe the brass fragments away so they wouldn't fall into the engine when the fitting came out. Then, I swapped the fitting from the old engine over, which was in good shape. Dad came back, and we proceeded to pour almost six quarts of expensive oil into the new engine. Hooray, and all is well, until Dad notices a drip that becomes a trickle in the vicinity of the new brass fitting. Thought I screwed up and didn't get it tight enough, so I grab the empty oil bottle to catch the drip. Got to looking closer, and there is a small hole along the top of the oil galley, and the plug that should be in it is in the old engine. (Insert audible here). So Dad says, "stick your finger in it" and hustles over to get the plug out of the old engine. He's doing that, and oil starts running out of a second hole in the galley, which was heretofore unnoticed. Of course, I had to stick a finger in that hole too, and I felt like the little Dutch boy. Got the holes plugged, and everything tightened, so we're good now. But we were too busy to take pictures of any of it.