When my brother and his friend Arnie Fields were looking for a place in the center of the United States to build “a home 20,” a secluded place, sparsely populated, also a centralized location to rest up in, when we took a break from selling tools. The beautiful Ozark Mountains offered just that. I don’t … Continue reading Archeology (The study of people from Arkansas)
When the crew was working Seattle, we decided to drive down around San Francisco for a short visit with some of our kin. We drove south to Ft. Ord, near Monterrey to see our cousin and her family. Our cousin's husband was a major in the Army. He had the duty and worked the night … Continue reading Peace in the Valley
I've been waiting a long time to tell this story. No, not out of fear for myself but of what could happen to my family. Our first son was born in Feb. 1973. The maternity ward at St. Luke's hospital told my wife and I that because he had yellow jaundice that he had to … Continue reading Jaundiced Justice
T Gary and Rae show up Monday morning, they had gotten married and paid down on a lot and a trailer with the money I gave them. Rae went to work on my face. I think she use to work for a Vet, because she seemed to know what she was doing. After about an … Continue reading Kansas City, Missouri
When we left Davenport, we loaded up the two dancers and two cases of ice cold Schlitz. Though they weren't exactly Dallas Cheerleaderslike we believed, we made them wear their outfits anyway. Willie Nelson himself had bestowed them upon us, making it seem like an honor to put up with their s--t. We used the … Continue reading I’m going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come
Willie Nelson, Louisville, Davenport and the Dallas Cheerleaders. We just missed working with the Carolina Crew in Milwaukee. We got there finally, after working only one day, they were ready to leave. From Milwaukee we went south to Davenport, Iowa. My brother Gary had gone back to working with Arnie Fields and his crew back … Continue reading Willie and the poor boys.
I worked for Carolina Tool selling equipment for about 14 years. I’ve been trying to get all of my “road stories” together for a book. This is one event among hundreds……………………………………… After working in Atlanta for what seemed like forever, I had just gotten permission from the company to leave Atlanta and was sent to … Continue reading The Fugitive out of Nahunta
Old Sam, Bentonville, Arkansas One day I was looking back through my collection of old business cards that I had accumulated over the years, one brought back a story to mind. My brother Gary and his wife Rae lived in Hardy, Arkansas (You have probably seen Erik Estrada on TV doing commercials). It was a … Continue reading Old Sam
Mom had been promising me and my brothers all summer that we were going to Grandpa's farm up in Alston, Georgia to stay for a couple of weeks. My sister Glenda had been visiting all summer. We just knew she was having lots of fun without us. We pulled into the yard just in time … Continue reading Grandpa’s Rain Barrel
Adventure has followed me my entire life. I have been here and done that. Now that Father Time is finally catching up with me, so has Mother Nature. In my later years I have come to appreciate God's own creations that have surround me. I love my cats and kittens. Who would have … Continue reading CattyKisms 112
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