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Hey old guyz. Tell us a story from the old days ;)
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I hung a dollar or 2 on the wall there too....
Maybe they thought you were "Tailhooks."
Hope you didn't miss Trader Jon's on Palafox street. Historic Navy bar.
This was popular tv back in the day.......
After careful consideration to the PP (party poopers or Post Police - take your pick ;-) ) who couldn't help but kibbitz about how much you earned back then....
Today's Dollars:
2 bricks of 22LR @$50 per: $100 (if you can find a flipper that low)
Lunch at McDs: $15
Half tank of gas: $50
Total: $165
$165 @$15 an hour? I think my point is still valid
Today's Dollars:
2 bricks of 22LR @$50 per: $100 (if you can find a flipper that low)
Lunch at McDs: $15
Half tank of gas: $50
Total: $165
$165 @$15 an hour? I think my point is still valid
Only got 2 channels on tv sometimes 3 when had weather change coming
It’s happens when woke Democrats running gov -ment
I remember sheep shearing time at my uncle's place and the smell of lanolin. I remember seeing it rain across the prairie and jumping in a truck just to chase it down because it hadn't rained in so long. Funny how you remember all the good stuff and the bad slides away.
For all us old guys who remember ice trays instead of ice makers and that the ice being made was sacred for supper time at least in my house. We used to keep water in mason jars in the refrigerator to have cold water during the day. Well one day my grandpa put a mason jar of his homebrew in the fridge without telling anybody. I guess I was around 11 or so. I came in from the barn hot and sweaty so I grabbed the "water" jar out of the fridge. You know how it is when you're really thirsty and you just guzzle water down? Well that's what I did. The fire in my throat took my breath and I passed out right there. Mama was furious but Daddy and Grandpa thought it was a right funny turn of events. From then on I took a whiff of what was in the jar before I took a drink.
For all us old guys who remember ice trays instead of ice makers and that the ice being made was sacred for supper time at least in my house. We used to keep water in mason jars in the refrigerator to have cold water during the day. Well one day my grandpa put a mason jar of his homebrew in the fridge without telling anybody. I guess I was around 11 or so. I came in from the barn hot and sweaty so I grabbed the "water" jar out of the fridge. You know how it is when you're really thirsty and you just guzzle water down? Well that's what I did. The fire in my throat took my breath and I passed out right there. Mama was furious but Daddy and Grandpa thought it was a right funny turn of events. From then on I took a whiff of what was in the jar before I took a drink.
We had a horseshoe pit in our backyard
adjacent to a split rail fence. Didn't take long
after the shoes started ringing the posts for
neighbors to show up ready to take on the
winners. I was about 12 y/o iirc, sitting on the
fence watching the goins on. Heard someone
holler "watch out!" just before a horseshoe hit
me in the left side which knocked me backwards
off the fench. The landing knocked the wind out
of me for a loooong time. While waiting for breathing
to return folks asking "are U okay?" and other questions
that I can't answer cause I still can't breath. When I was
able to breath again, gave me some idea of how a man
dying from thirst must feel when he finally gets a sip of water.
Turned out that neighbor Kenny was trying for a ringer from
2-3 times the distance rather than from next to the far pole.
That explains why he was wide and to the right eight feet.
Still not my worst calamity as a sports spectator. Ever hear
of anyone else breaking an elbow while watching a basket
ball game?
adjacent to a split rail fence. Didn't take long
after the shoes started ringing the posts for
neighbors to show up ready to take on the
winners. I was about 12 y/o iirc, sitting on the
fence watching the goins on. Heard someone
holler "watch out!" just before a horseshoe hit
me in the left side which knocked me backwards
off the fench. The landing knocked the wind out
of me for a loooong time. While waiting for breathing
to return folks asking "are U okay?" and other questions
that I can't answer cause I still can't breath. When I was
able to breath again, gave me some idea of how a man
dying from thirst must feel when he finally gets a sip of water.
Turned out that neighbor Kenny was trying for a ringer from
2-3 times the distance rather than from next to the far pole.
That explains why he was wide and to the right eight feet.
Still not my worst calamity as a sports spectator. Ever hear
of anyone else breaking an elbow while watching a basket
ball game?
