Monday, December 31, 2012

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Welcome to the year 2013!

Deaths of 2012




Deaths of friends, relatives, and others.

Dr. Joe Barnett - Friend Sam Carsley's uncle.

Bill Rampley - Friend.

Billie Joe Pascoe - Friend.

Bob Girok - Trouble making neighbor.

Brenda Joyce Moon Summers - Anna's cousin.

Carolyn Ridley Cloer - Distant Relative.

Charles "Chicken" Cruz - Fellow Mariettian.

Charles Jones Foster - Anna's uncle.

Chong' Sextons Brother-In-Law - Chong is Rocky's mother-in-law

Don Rhymer - Friend.

Garth Cain - Marietta Postmaster over me.

Gresham Howren - Friend.

Happy - Sister Bonnie's dog.

Helen Burton Spinks - Buddy and friend's mother.

Janet Jackson Smith - Relative to a relative

Joel Jackson - Friend.

John Dorman Thweatt - Husband of 1st cousin.

John Severin - Original MAD Comicbook artist.

Joyce Smith - Anna's ex-coworker and Dentist's mother.

Ruth Langley - Aunt's ddster.

Johnnie Lecroy Lassiter - Fellow research friend.

Marian Blume - 8th Grade Teacher.

Mike Smith - Postal Supervisor

Margy Lackey Miller - Friend's mother

Norma Summerour - Friend's wife.

Patricia Whiten Morton - Friend

Pete Trammell - Distant relative.

Sidney Clotfelter - Friend's father.

Sarah Polk Townsend - Dentist's receptionist and friends' cousin.

William Shirley Kelley, Jr. - Anna's 2nd cousin.


See you next year.

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Sunday, December 30, 2012

SUNDAY FUNNIES!! MAD #20's K Kids!


Notice the cover of MAD #20 above.  It looked like the standard composition book of the time.  The editor, Kurtzman, someplace in his frenzy introduction said  you could get away with reading it in class.

If you are as old as I am and read the funnies you may have been, like my peers and I, to be inspired by the comic strip the Katzenjammer Kids.  They were mischievous on the borderline of being evil and destructive (like my late friend Jimmy Pat).  And they had a German accent - so we can't completely identify with them.  The story was in the 20th issue of MAD Comicbook, written by Harvey Kurtzman and illustrated by Will Elder.

This is last SUNDAY FUNNIES for this year, so I had to close it with my favorite comicbook, MAD.





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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Checking Out TROBLE WITH THE CURVE



Directed by Robert Lorenze. Starring Clint Eastwood, Amy Adams, Justin Timberlake, and John Goodman.


The movie is about an aging baseball scout and his relationship with his daughter. The man (Clint Eastwood) is a baseball scout that is losing his eyesight and in general is an ornery old cuss who is set in his ways. While scouting he is up against the breed of scout that relies on statistics, and well, anything else the computer can do. But the old fart has a natural instinct to know who is good and who is bad.

He has a daughter that he more or less abandoned by turning her over to a relative when she was a child after her mother died. She, due to her own hard work and ambition became a successful lawyer, but during a professional  important time for her to be helping her firm she discovered her father needed her help even more. She also has the natural talent of sensing a good baseball player.

In one scene Clint Eastwood visits his wife’s grave and talks to the grave. Of course the grave didn’t respond. I told Anna, “Well, now we know where he got the chair idea”.

It was a good movie, the good guys won and bad guys either got fired or were humiliated. You also got to see some baseball, how the baseball scouting system works, and the green rolling hills of North Carolina. What more could you ask for?

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Friday, December 28, 2012

Mr Kim


Above: Adam Hunter, Mr. Kim's son, and ?
Peachtree Junior Road Race



Most of the below you may have read in my Facebook ramblings.

Being a Christmas morning tradition, sort of, I went out this morning to McDonald’s to get breakfast sandwiches. I rode up to a dark McDonald’s. It was closed. How can that be? I thought to myself, just two weeks ago they changed to being opened 24 hours a day. Well, I accepted that, it is what it is, and almost next door is a Duncan Donut so I went there instead and ordered their egg-white breakfast sandwiches, which was what I was going to order at McDonald’s anyway. I got my order and was about to walk out and found myself holding the door open for a big family of Koreans. As the last one walked through I said, “Mr. Kim!” Mr. Kim is a postal carrier I used to work with. He was surprised and glad to see me. We haven’t seen each other in one week less than 13 years. He introduced me to his family members and he asked how my son was. I immediately remembered which son he was asking about. His son, my son Adam, he, and I used to run together in downtown Marietta training them for the Peachtree Junior Race in Piedmont Park. I told him Adam is going great, just working too much. He told me his son is now a pastor at a church in Atlanta. I was somewhat amazed that little scrawny kid now leads a congregation. Wow! Time moves on.


It also made me think of a time Mr. Kim put a whole egg in the microwave and when he opened it it exploded in his face and he was rushed to the hospital. He told me the next time he saw me he was more hurt by all the people that busted out in surprised laughter than the physical pain.

The above was my facebook entry.   Now, a little bit more, after I thought more about Mr. Kim:   When the Olympics were in Atlanta Mr. Kim volunteered to be an Olylmpic Messager.  Being bilingual his skill came in handy dealing with the different languages running around delivering messages.   Also, another Korean, came to the post office I worked at and went to a local church's services for Koreans.  She told me the people were not very opened or friendly to her.  Mr. Kim invitied her to his church and she loved it.  They welcomed her with opened arms.   That lady has been on my blog twice before.  After five or six years she resigned about the same time I retired and went into the restaurant business and became very successful.

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Thursday, December 27, 2012

Who, Me?




From an e-mail:
Eddie Rock Hunter,      One great American Bob Hope said "thanks for the memories" your blog chicken fat has a lot of memories. Marietta and Cobb county is not what it was in the past,but you take us back to the glory days of old Marietta. Thank you. Walker Gaines.


From Facebook:
Jim Morris commented on your status.
Jim wrote: "Thanks for the years of entertaining and informative writing, Eddie."

Whenever I read a complement I have to look around to make sure it is me being addressed.



Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Larry Miller

Now, lets jump on the 5001st Post:

And, it is the still the Christmas Giving and maybe you are still in the giving spirit, after all that is what Christmas is all about, so loosen your grip on your wallet and read on:




Have you ever faced a life-threatening illness for which there is no treatment or cure? Have you ever become overwhelmed by the costs of your illness? Have you ever had to rely on your family and friends to make a life-saving difference on your behalf? Larry faced these conditions all at once. Larry was diagnosed with Pulmonary Fibrosis, Emphysema, and Pulmonary Hypertension. There are no treatments for these diseases and there was no hope for him without a lung transplant.

Larry was evaluated and approved for a bi-lateral lung transplant at Emory University Hospital in April. On May 14th Larry received the call from Emory saying they had lungs for him. His transplant was performed on the 15th with excellent results. Due to the generosity of the donor’s family, he received a very healthy set of young lungs (to use the surgeon’s words).
Larry is recovering exceedingly well and was released to go home on the 31st of May. He is gaining strength each day by following his drug regimen very carefully and by following a vigorous program of Pulmonary Rehabilitation.

His recovery is great news, but with it comes enormous annual costs for post-transplant treatments and medications. I have known Larry and been his friend since the 5th grade (1953) so I offered to head up his fundraising committee. We are working to help Larry raise money to cover some of these costs. Fortunately, Larry qualified for a matched account in the Georgia Transplant Foundation’s (GTF) Fundraising Program, GTF will match every dollar we raise up to a maximum of $10,000, and then they will hold the money and administer the distribution for Larry’s medication expenses. You are receiving this letter because your name was found in Larry & Milly’s address book under the heading Friends & Family. We need Your Support to reach the $10,000 Goal! Please consider making a donation to help us raise the funds Larry will need to buy post-transplant medications which will support the maintenance of his transplant.



How to Donate Checks/money orders should be made payable to Georgia Transplant Foundation with Larry’s name in the memo section of your check. Please mail checks/money orders to Georgia Transplant Foundation, Attention: Transplant Fundraising Program, 500 Sugar Mill Road, Suite 107-A, Atlanta GA 30350. An envelope is enclosed for your convenience. Thank you for supporting this life-saving campaign. The Georgia Transplant Foundation, a non-profit organization that provides financial, educational, and emotional assistance to Georgia’s transplant community, is assisting us in our fundraising efforts.
If you have questions or want further verification, please see the Georgia Transplant Foundation website at www.gatransplant.org or email TFP@gatransplant.org. If you have already made a donation, please accept our thanks.

Sincerely,
Paul Roper
Committee Chairman















This Is My 5000th Post!!



True, this is my 5000th post!  I have been posting since December of 2006 and I hit the 5000th post with this. Really!  I am as surprised as you.

If you don't beleive me, count them.  Go ahead.

Of course a large percentage of the posts might be pieces of shit....

But from time to time someone complements my work on my blog.   I love every complement I get. Let me give you my theory about that:  Once someone said that if you put an infinite number of chimpanzees banging on an infinite number of typewrtiers (or now keyboards) one of them will surely type a great novel. 

In the Navy late a night I would listen on the radio to a New York City station in the late hours or wee hours in the morning to Jean sheperd.  You may remember Jean Sheperd as the one who wrote A CHRISTMAS STORY that is played over and over on Christmas Day.  Back then on his radio he just talked and talked.  Sometimes it was his political opinions, sometimes reviews, most of the time memories, and if he ran out of things to talk about he played his kazoo until he thought of something.

When I started doing this blog I vowed to myself to produce at least one post a day, and sometimes more than one a day.  How hard could that be?  Jean Shepard did it!  I thought I would give it a try, even if I didn't have a kazoo.

So!  With 5000 blogs, all of them can't be bad.

Thank you for reading this ill-sorted junk!

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas!!

Monday, December 24, 2012

Memory Lane


Eddie Hunter and Ruby Steele


The below I wrote in Facebook Sunday morning.  I thought it was fairly good and said to myself, "Why not get some more miles out of it?"  So, I made a few corrections and additions and here it is again, improved:

Bill Kinney has an excellent article on the editorial page of the MDJ this morning, TIME FOR ANOTHER STROLL DOWN MEMORY LANE. I would like to make a few comment:


I remember everything he spoke of except the pool on Sandtown Road. We had heard of it and went on a walking expedition one day to find it but we didn’t. I should have thought to ask my cousins Bobby and Jimmy Crain, they lived around the corner.

I delivered papers in the Waterman Street and South Avenue area and Yancy’s Store was a daily stop to get a Coke and a pack of salted peanuts to put into the drink. The few peanuts I have left over I would toss over to the chained monkey in the front yard at South Avenue and Frazier Street. Also, when younger when we lived in the Clay Homes Pete Steele’s Store was a regular place to visit. I remember one time I tried buying something there with Monopoly money which Pete’s wife Ruby got a kick out of (see above picture).

Another store I remember well is Hick’s Grocery at the corner of East Dixie and Atlanta Street.  Siblings Regina and Dudley Hicks.  I think Regina could tell you every bit of inventory at any moment unless a pack of kids just came through with sticky fingers.  If I remember correctly Dudley had a jeep.  There was something about his hair that made me think he looked similar to Nancy's Aunt Fritz's boyfriend.

We lived across from Larry Bell Park and would go to the carnival when it was in town every year. I remember one time a lady in a trailer by the carnival asked if I would earn a dime and of course I would. She gave me a bucket and told me to fill it up with water and bring it back. I filled it up near the swimming pool and on the way back a lot of water sloshed out and the lady gave me a nickel instead of the dime she promised, which I understood. Still I thought she was a bitch.

Also, as Bill mentioned I searched through the woodchips and sawdust looking for loose change where the rides were. I think I found up around $10 in change one year. Another year when the fair and carnivals moved to South Cobb Drive on the edge of Dobbins’s Air Force Base I found about a half dozen jars of snake heads, all with their mouths pried opened to show their fangs. They were pickled. It took two of friends to help me carry them home. I hid them in the chicken house and a week or so later my uncle, Wallace Petty, an educator looked at them and talked my mother into letting me keep them. Which she did, until he got out of sight. She broke them all and I never smelled such a horrible odor.

I remember the four member police force and their office was on Atlanta Street where the Cigar Company is now. I remember it well, because my father was one of the four.

In the 7th grade I couldn’t wait until I was a teenager and could get into the Teenage Canteen, on Atlanta Street, above the City’s office and the fire department. Several times we tried our luck in pretending to be teenagers but the elderly couple who ran it knew us and ran us off, but not disheartened us to not try again. One time she just gave up and let us stay and play pool. It wasn’t all that fun as we thought it would be.

The march to the Marietta Confederate Cemetery to put down a Rebel Flag was the first taste of segregation I realized. We (white children) marched there on Confederate Memorial Day, . The black children had to go to school that day. But on regular National Memorial Day the black kids marched to the National Cemetery and put flags on the Yankees’ graves. The first time I marched I was in the 1st grade. My sister Frances, in the 4th or 5th grade had strict orders from our parents to keep an eye on me and after it was over get my hand and walk me home. After it was over with she couldn’t find me anyplace. She went home horrified not knowing what happened to me and what would happen to her for losing me. I was in the front yard playing when she arrived. I and my friends were street kids, we all knew the streets and alleys of downtown Marietta – being led home would be embarrassing.  Afterall, I had my street-kid image to protect.

Another local interesting something that is worth mentioning.  When I was in the 3rd grade at Waterman Street School the teacher, first name Jesse, had a boy friend that would sometimes come to the school to visit her.  When I was in the 5th grade the teacher was Miss Alberta Shouse and she was courting some one too.  The teacher of the 3rd grade became Mrs. McCollum.  Her husband was Herbert McCollum, the man some claimed helped Cobb County adjust itself to Lockheed and other non-farming complexes.  Miss Shouse married Bill Kinney, the Marietta Journal "scribner" who wrote the column I have been yakking about.

Link to Bill Kinney's column I am referring to:

http://mdjonline.com/view/full_story/21221117/article-Time-for-another-stroll-down-%E2%80%98Memory-Lane%E2%80%99?instance=secondary_story_left_column



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Sunday, December 23, 2012

SUNDAY FUNNIES!!, Again PANIC'S NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS




If you were around last year you may have noticed this same story torn from the first issue of PANIC comicbook.  And if you and I are around next year chances are you will see it again.  That is what you call a tradition, son!  Here, have a cigar.

PANIC was published by the same comicbook publisher (EC publlishing) that published MAD.  In fact, PANIC utilized the same EC artists.  However, the stories were written by different people.  Harvey Kurtzman did all of MAD and PANIC had a swinging door as far as writers go. 

This story was in the first issue of PANC and drawn by Will Elder, old time MAD and LITTLE ANNIE FANNIE (PLAYBOY) favorite.  This story was one of the few comicbook stories that was banned in Boston.  Apparently you can make fun of religion but hands off on Santa.









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Saturday, December 22, 2012

Rebs' & Yankees' Graveyards at Christmas

Anna read the other day that Christmas Wreaths were being placed on soldiers' graves in the local Confederate Cemetery.

And I remembered they always put Christmas Wreaths on soldiers's grave in the local National Cemetery.   We went to investigate.
     
Lookie, here are both:


Friday, December 21, 2012

Good News, You Are Reading This



If the end of the world had went according the Mayan Day-Planner you wouldn't be reading this.  You would be Nevermore.  Sob.  Me too.

I found proof the world is not going to end of December 21, 2012.  This time it is an American 2013 Calendar.  See, it does show there will be life continuing!

I am hesitant to name the establishment that shows life keeping on being life on its calendar.  It might change the whole prospective.  Well, I'll go ahead and say it was a funeral home.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

I Like To Take Pictures



http://www.flickr.com/photos/chicken-fat/

I may not be a very good photographer but at least I am persistant.

I am in the process of accumulating my pctures on my Flickr account.  There are now over 2000 of my pictures on the site and there are even more than that to post.  I know what you must be saying, "Bor-ring!"  You might be right, but at least scan over the subjects of the sets see if  any of the subjects interest you.

A lot of the pictures are of local interest of Marietta residents and a lot if of graves concerning my relatives for my genealogy pursuit.

And other bunches are of friends.  I haven't got started good on my relatives yet, but will soon. 

The pictures have been divided into "sets".  Sets are of the same subject matter.

I hope you enjoy some of it and keep checking for more.

The link is:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/chicken-fat/

Enjoy Today Like There Is No Tomorrow!



And you might be right.  The Mayan Calendar ends tomorrow and some people beleive it might be the end of time.  There are several reasons they beleive this - some of it goes into the stars and myths and so on.  And another reason, which is more scary is there calendar has predicted some accurate happenings before.  So, we will just have to wait and see, or not see, as the case may be.

But don't worry too much, for one thing, it is something you have no control what so ever over.  And another reason is that teams of scientists can show where the prediction is impossible.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

The Over-the-Hill Gang in the Waiting Room



Today in a waiting room at the Wellstar Hospital complex THE VIEW came on TV.  The View ladies started out talking about gun control and the Newtown shooting.

There were other men and one woman in the room.  We are all retirement age and we all have gray hair.  The below are actual quotes of the three strangers interacting.

One of the men said those stupid women did not know what they were talking about and neither probably ever even touched a gun.  He said "us Southern Boys" grew up loving guns and playing cowboys and indians.

One said he had news for those crazy women on TV, guns don't kill people, people do.

The other two agreed.  One said he never seen a gun walk up to somebody and bend over and shoot them.  They all agreed. 

One said the wise thing to do was to buy two guns.  One legal one and one illegal one.  Then, when "they" come to pick up the guns give them the legal one and they won't know any better.  They all chuckled over that.

One said every American should join the NRA.  The NRA is number one in protecting Americans' rights.  Show them support.  And besides, one added, they have a good magazine you will get with your membership, and they know some PREEE-TY important people.

Then the talk drifted to know your gun and how to use it, you may have to use it someday.  And, have a healthy fear of it.

One of the men said he has a healthy fear because he knew what a gun can do in the hands of someone that didn't know what they were doing.  He said, "My brother was shot by our father's gun.  He got it out playing with it when it went off."

Huh? 

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Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Christmas Card





I received this card yesterday from Pappy, commander of the Golden Age Comics Blog, which clearly proves it is better to receive than to give at Christmas.

Pappy's link:

http://pappysgoldenage.blogspot.com/

Monday, December 17, 2012

Anna - HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Larry Miller

Have you noticed this post on this blog before? It has been posted several times. Everyday when I had a new post this one slides down more out of view. When it slides off the page it is time to repost. Hi!


Have you ever faced a life-threatening illness for which there is no treatment or cure? Have you ever become overwhelmed by the costs of your illness? Have you ever had to rely on your family and friends to make a life-saving difference on your behalf? Larry faced these conditions all at once. Larry was diagnosed with Pulmonary Fibrosis, Emphysema, and Pulmonary Hypertension. There are no treatments for these diseases and there was no hope for him without a lung transplant.


Larry was evaluated and approved for a bi-lateral lung transplant at Emory University Hospital in April. On May 14th Larry received the call from Emory saying they had lungs for him. His transplant was performed on the 15th with excellent results. Due to the generosity of the donor’s family, he received a very healthy set of young lungs (to use the surgeon’s words).


Larry is recovering exceedingly well and was released to go home on the 31st of May. He is gaining strength each day by following his drug regimen very carefully and by following a vigorous program of Pulmonary Rehabilitation.

His recovery is great news, but with it comes enormous annual costs for post-transplant treatments and medications. I have known Larry and been his friend since the 5th grade (1953) so I offered to head up his fundraising committee. We are working to help Larry raise money to cover some of these costs. Fortunately, Larry qualified for a matched account in the Georgia Transplant Foundation’s (GTF) Fundraising Program, GTF will match every dollar we raise up to a maximum of $10,000, and then they will hold the money and administer the distribution for Larry’s medication expenses. You are receiving this letter because your name was found in Larry & Milly’s address book under the heading Friends & Family. We need Your Support to reach the $10,000 Goal! Please consider making a donation to help us raise the funds Larry will need to buy post-transplant medications which will support the maintenance of his transplant.


How to Donate Checks/money orders should be made payable to Georgia Transplant Foundation with Larry’s name in the memo section of your check. Please mail checks/money orders to Georgia Transplant Foundation, Attention: Transplant Fundraising Program, 500 Sugar Mill Road, Suite 107-A, Atlanta GA 30350. An envelope is enclosed for your convenience. Thank you for supporting this life-saving campaign. The Georgia Transplant Foundation, a non-profit organization that provides financial, educational, and emotional assistance to Georgia’s transplant community, is assisting us in our fundraising efforts.


If you have questions or want further verification, please see the Georgia Transplant Foundation website at www.gatransplant.org or email TFP@gatransplant.org. If you have already made a donation, please accept our thanks.

Sincerely,




Paul Roper

Committee Chairman



Sunday, December 16, 2012

SUNDAY FUNNIES!! Tales From The Crypt, Come Back Little Linda







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Saturday, December 15, 2012

I Have Seen the Enemy, It Is Us


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Friday, December 14, 2012

A Message To All Bullies

click to make readable.

This applies to radio DJ bullies, also, the kind that make on-th-air pranks.

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Thursday, December 13, 2012

Checking Out LAWLESS



LAWLESS is a movie based on facts of the moonshine business in Franklin, Virginia, during prohibition.

It is action packed and bloody and of course the family of outlaws are the heroes.

The story was written by Matt Bondurat, grandson of one of the Bondurant brothers in the moonshine business.  It is sort of funny, Matt, I'm sure,  got most his information from his great uncles and grandfather.  It is apparent they painted the head Revenuer as Satan, plalyed by Guy Pearce.  He looked evil and reeked evil.   I was expecting him to spin his headand upchuck green vomit he was so evil. He did not have one likable qualilty, even Will Rogers would have disliked him if they had met. 

And of coursr the moonshiners were just family with good hearts who were just trying to make a honest living.  Seriously, there was no work to be had in that area and tilme.  Moonshining was about the only kind of work available.  It was either that or starvation.

The people who made the props such as old country houses and barns  should get credit for their craftsmanship.


I think it was pretty good or at least not all that bad.

Get the picture?

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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Gresham Is Resting Peacefully

My old school friend Gresham Howren passed away last night.

I remember at Larry Holcomb's funeral we ran into each other.  It was the first time we saw each other face to face in 40 or so years.  It was very emotional for both of us.

Gresham has been at war with cancer in his body for several years now.   Within six months or so I ran into him at the Cancer Center at the hospital  He had a very postive attitude about it all.  He was a very gentle postive person.

Thoughts on Standing Your Ground and Feeling Threatened



George Zimmerman said he shot and killed Trayvon Martin in self-defense under Florida's Stand Your Ground Law, in so many words say that you can kill someone you feel threatened by.

Trayvon wore a hood.  Was that a threat?  The only one that had a gun was the person that said he was threatened.  That is confusing.

It has been made public that Trayvon smoked pot and did poorly in school.  Was that good enough reason to shoot him?  Well, no, but even if it was, George wouldn't have know about that.  So, why do we the public know about it?  Maybe to slant public opinion to think George Zimmerman was actually doing a public service by getting rid of Tryvon.

If that is the case they need to put a few admendments on the Stand Your Ground Law pointing out that it is OK to shoot to kill pot smokers and people that do poorly in school.

Now some guy has used the same type of law in South Carolina, I beleive it was, to shoot into a car with three teenagers playng loud music, killing one.  He said he was threatened because he "thought" one had gun.

On the other hand, it might have been nice if that law was in effect in Georgia when I was in the 4th grade.  I was most defintely felt threatened by my teacher Miss Poole back then.  POW!

On the other hand, if Georgia did have the Stand Your Ground Law back then you might not have had the pleasure of listening to Billy Joe Royal sing "Down in the Boondocks".  Back when we were young in the Clay Homes sitting out in dark Billy Joe Royal, his brother Jack, somebody else I forgot, and I used to sit in the dark and tell jokes and carry one like preteens do.  A certain nervous old man named Mr. Caudell lived close by and it really bothered him for us to do that.  It was dark and we were in the dark, he could hear us but not see us.  He would come out with his cigarette's red front shaking, telling us to keep it down or go inside.  This happened almost every night we sat out there.  I'm sure that was very threatening to him.  POW!  POW! POW!  Problem solved.

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Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Our Honeymoon 45 Years Ago




This is where we spent our honeymoon 45 years ago.  After the marriage and reception we drove to Unicoi State Park to the Ranger's office/cabin - we reserved a cabin for a week.  I asked the ranger if he wanted to see our marriage license.  Embarrassed, he held out his hand as to block the thought and said, No, no.

He was a tall, elderly, timid, and lonely.  He told us his wife had died and he missed her very much.  He said they just finished preparing a large amount of vegetables and just got them into their new freezer when she died. Now, he had more than he could eat.  And he asked would we like to see the freezer on his porch.  I held out my hand to block the thought, and said, "No, no."  The fact is I wondered if he was going to show us that his wife was in that freezer too.


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Monday, December 10, 2012

Due to Technical Problems We May Be Down a Few Days

Keep checking!

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Sunday, December 09, 2012

Sunday Lunch at the Century House Tavern in Woodstock






We sat on a glass-in side porch


The view:




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