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Sally Denton took an interesting story and made it a chore. Just awful writing.
I tried to read it, but even by Hemingway's standards it was poorly written.
In fact, it's the most poorly written book I've ever attempted to read. Which is a shame, because it's an interesting story. It deserved better.
My best friend in High School used to live about 2 doors down from a house where a couple of people tied to that whole conspiracy were murdered.I grew up with Detective Jack Hillard's kids. Played baseball with his youngest son, Roger.
@CatinIL knew them too.
If at first you don't succeed, so much for skydiving with bales of cocaine, I guess.I was in a police academy class with Drew Thornton as a guest speaker
They won't. Witness protection.Maybe I'm out of the loop, but did they ever find Doug Flynn's sister's body?
Drew Thornton didn't pay attention in physics class.If at first you don't succeed, so much for skydiving with bales of cocaine, I guess.
YepI grew up with Detective Jack Hillard's kids. Played baseball with his youngest son, Roger.
@CatinIL knew them too.
If at first you don't succeed, so much for skydiving with bales of cocaine, I
Lawyers aren't as smart as they think. It was 1974 at EKU police training. I remember thinking at the time I'm working for the wrong police department. He showed up in a 3 piece suit, $300 dollar boots and a Rolex (I think)If at first you don't succeed, so much for skydiving with bales of cocaine, I guess.
David Vest, that name rings a bell. That's going to bug me all day now.Roger struck me out 3 consecutive times up at Kiwanis Field. And was laughing at me the entire time. LOL
(Hopefully you took him yard. You were one of the best players up there anyway (and Ben Hulette))
I was just there for the Sno-Cones and the cup ball. (DId you ever play baseball with David Vest, the Lexington Lip? LOL)
That guy had early versions of night vision before it had even been publicly acknowledged by the US government, iirc, that was almost certainly supplied by Uncle Sugar as part of the arms for coke deals they were running.Conspicuous consumption. The first sign of a stupid criminal.
The same Vest that is a retired banker from Louisville/Shelbyville?David Vest, that name rings a bell. That's going to bug me all day now.
I was probably 18 when I saw Ben last. He was catcher for a team we "Man-o-War" were playing.
Unfortunately I never took Roger "yard" but I wish I had just so I could have teased him about it.
Speaking of BB back then, I don't know if you remember Van Wade but I hit they guy almost every time I pitched against him. I never did it on purpose but man he'd get mad. My control was not very good and I threw it hard enough to hurt.
Hated using the "new" cupballs. Those waxy Pepsi cups needed to be softened a little bit before smacking it with your barehand.
LOL!David Vest, that name rings a bell. That's going to bug me all day now.
I was probably 18 when I saw Ben last. He was catcher for a team we "Man-o-War" were playing.
Unfortunately I never took Roger "yard" but I wish I had just so I could have teased him about it.
Speaking of BB back then, I don't know if you remember Van Wade but I hit they guy almost every time I pitched against him. I never did it on purpose but man he'd get mad. My control was not very good and I threw it hard enough to hurt.
Hated using the "new" cupballs. Those waxy Pepsi cups needed to be softened a little bit before smacking it with your barehand.
Van, Allen and I played together on the Cardinals. Van was the QB and I was a WR.LOL!
Spot on about those wax cups. Haha
I definitely remember Van Wade. When I was playing Pee-Wee football, he was the QB, IIRC for the Cardinals (coach Durbin), and Allen Douglas was the tailback. I was playing LB for the Redskins, and Allen went up the middle. I was out of position (as always) and grabbed anything I could (which, in this case, was his facemask), anyway, he trucked me and scored. I looked down, and my left hand was a mess. My pinky was literally touching the outside of my wrist. LOL Broke my hand in about 6 places.
I'm facebook friends with Allen, and reminded him of this incident, and that bastard said, "I hope we got 10 penalty yards on the kickoff, for the facemask." Hahaha
Hyman says it's not. That name is still familiar to me.The same Vest that is a retired banker from Louisville/Shelbyville?
🤣 We connected on few TD's though. Ahhh, Pee-wee football. Fun times.Van should have "led" you into a safety, on a crossing route, for beaning him so much. LOL
I beat the living shit out of all 4 Vest brothers, then met a hot woman who is now my hot wife. Btw, I’m killing it in my career —and talked to Jim Varney just last week.Is this one of those things where everyone in central Kentucky claims to know people from the book? Kind of like how every Lafayette student for two decades somehow was in class with Jim Varney?
---That guy had early versions of night vision before it had even been publicly acknowledged by the US government, iirc, that was almost certainly supplied by Uncle Sugar as part of the arms for coke deals they were running.
I'm sure he thought he was absolutely untouchable. And he was, other than by effing gravity.
Beat the crap out of all of them. Then I threw all their garbage cans and lawn furniture into their pool.I KNOW you're full of crap, because if you KNEW the Vests, there is ZERO chance you beat the crap out of any of them. LOL I doubt David Vest EVER lost a fight, and he got into a lot of them. LOL
But, in all honesty, Jack Hillard, who was a policeman (retired by the time the Bluegrass Conspiracy stuff went down) DID actually live a stones throw from my house growing up. (And Mrs. Varney was my first grade teacher at Clays MIll Elementary, LOL)