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Lot of water under the bridge, and over it too.
69 was a good year.
Because I Can, and Have
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God Bless America.
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Live in the same small town I grew up in. I figured my buddies and I were just like everybody else. Years later at class reunions, and bumping into old classmates, everybody kept telling me how "bad" my buddies and I were. Well, maybe a little.
We raised a lotta h3ll in this little town. Can't believe nobody got killed or arrested.
I wouldn't trade a day of it for anything. I think of those times often and it always makes me smile.
I live out back from where I grew up and one of my buddies lives across the street in the same house he grew up in. Another lives across the street from where he grew up.
"Oh bother", said Pooh, as he chambered another round.
When I turned 50, it wasn't that I celebrated that moment in time, it was more like that I celebrated that I had survived to that point!!
Doing stupid stuff, lets say, no one on this board had a monopoly on that!!! I am sure we could tell stories that would curl your hair so to speak, that is, if we have any left, but statute of limitations might not have expired and I don't want it in print!!! Kid used to ask me about stuff I did, I would claim memory failure, except for the milder stuff. They thought it wasn't fair that THEY couldn't do that stuff now!!:)
The meek shall inherit the earth, but I reserve the mineral rights!
All the knowledge in the world, is of no use to fools! (Eagles-long road out of Eden)
6pt-sika wrote: ↑Sun Jun 25, 2017 12:44 am
The fact that there's no record of it doesn't amaze me as much as the fact that I survived what I did in my less then stellar uhm young adult years
Yep I agree, but dark rainy nights will cover alot of tracks especially if you go alone and don't talk about it!
30/30 Winchester: Not accurate enough fer varmints, barely adequate for small deer; BUT In a 10" to 14" barrelled pistol; is good for moose/elk to 200 yards; ground squirrels to 300 metres
250 Savage... its what the 223 wishes it could be...!
I grew up in the 50's and 60's. I survived without helmets, seatbelts, airbags and such. Then again, out mothers didn't tell us "don't touch that". And, let us play in the dirt, mud and heaven only knows what.
Jeepnik AKA "Old Eyes"
"Go low, go slow and preferably in the dark" The old Sarge (he was maybe 24.
"Freedom is never more that a generation from extinction" Ronald Reagan
"Every man should have at least one good rifle and know how to use it" Dad
Thunder50 wrote: ↑Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:52 am
When I turned 50, it wasn't that I celebrated that moment in time, it was more like that I celebrated that I had survived to that point!!
Don't get me wrong in what I'm about to say , BUT .............................................. ,
When I turned 30 it irritated me , when I turned 40 it irritated me more and when I turned 50 it irritated me even more yet . I'm glad I survived that long for sure but the thing that makes me mad is the fact that I'M THAT OLD
Parkers , Mannlicher Schoenauer’s , 6.5mm's and my family in the Philippines !
One of the things that happened on the first day of school a long time ago was that a teacher borrowed my pocket knife to open a box of books. The box had reinforced strapping tape, and his scissors were not working. Without looking up, he called me by my last name and told me to bring my pocket knife up to him. I asked how he knew I had one. He said, "I know your father and older brothers, they all carry sharp pocket knives and so do you. Now bring it here so I can get this box open!".
D. Brian Casady
Quid Llatine Dictum Sit, Altum Viditur.
Advanced is being able to do the basics while your leg is on fire---Bill Jeans
Don't ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up---Robert Frost
In 8th grade, about 1970, I guess, I took a typing class so I could be in a room full of girls. There was just one other boy in there, the rest were girls. The teacher brooked no misbehavior from anybody. She kept golf balls in her desk drawer, and if you acted up, one would be headed your way. We were very well behaved in that class!