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[starchief5]

Dinner at granddaughter's place went off without a hitch. This was a big-time event for her. She was a "wild child" for about ten years. She ran away when she was 16 with a 38 year old man and they were voluntarily homeless for about five years just hitching their way around the West, working the system. Cops shamefully never seriously looked for them (he told everyone she was his daughter), We never knew where she was. Thankfully she never got into drugs or had a kid. She has finally settled down somewhat now after she dumped the old guy (after marrying the bum somewhere along the way). She is a bakery manager for Safeway now and bought a house on her own about a year and half ago.

You just to have to hang in there sometimes.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

Dinner at granddaughter's place went off without a hitch. This was a big-time event for her. She was a "wild child" for about ten years. She ran away when she was 16 with a 38 year old man and they were voluntarily homeless for about five years just hitching their way around the West, working the system. Cops never seriously looked for them (he told everyone she was his daughter), We never knew where she was. Thankfully she never got into drugs. She has finally settled down somewhat now after she dumped the old guy (after marrying the bum somewhere along the way). She is a bakery manager for Safeway now and bought a house on her own about a year and half ago.

You just to have to hang in there sometimes.

Nice story. So glad things are now smooth. Somewhere along the line somebody probably did some serious praying in her behalf.

 

[warrior-cat]

Wife just told daughter we are going to Norman tomorrow and they have a Donut shop there called Hurt's Donuts. Named it that way for a reason I suppose because their donuts will Hurt you:

 

[_Rooster]

I am anxious to see how Thanksgiving went down in the Wild West this year. Mercy. I imagine Starchief was ready.

Things were subdued yesterday. About half the usual crowd, thankful for blessings but the excitement was noticeably absent. Normally a 12 hour celebration event turned into an afternoon meal. Nothing bad mind you. Folks are experiencing real burdens and fears. Been that way for a while. Scared of their own hands. People quarantining themselves with simple sniffles and I see how these blues might extend into Christmas as well. The vaccine will put this away soon. Our President has done well. May God bless him as well as the D.

 

[starchief5]

Wife just told daughter we are going to Norman tomorrow and they have a Donut shop there called Hurt's Donuts. Named it that way for a reason I suppose because their donuts will Hurt you:

I thought this was going to relate to the old prank from when I was a teen. You would ask someone if they wanted a Hurts donut. They would say, "What;s a Hurts donut?" Then you would whack them on their arm with your fist and say, "Hurts donut?."

He he he. We were a riot.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

I thought this was going to relate to the old prank from when I was a teen. You would ask someone if they wanted a Hurts donut. They would say, "What;s a Hurts donut?" Then you would whack them on their arm with your fist and say, "Hurts donut?."

He he he. We were a riot.

They ought to take a rope and hang us

 

[warrior-cat]

I thought this was going to relate to the old prank from when I was a teen. You would ask someone if they wanted a Hurts donut. They would say, "What;s a Hurts donut?" Then you would whack them on their arm with your fist and say, "Hurts donut?."

He he he. We were a riot.

I first thought you were going with "do you the want a couple of acres?" joke. I had a guy in junior high ask me if I wanted to go camping with him and his friends and I said yes so, he ask if I had a sleeping bag and I said yes and he kicked me in the gonads and said "well, wake it up". I hit the floor in pain. Actually kicked so hard I had to go to the doctor for it.

 

[MdWIldcat55]

For 20 years in our house in early January I stash all the Christmas and tree decorations in our attic. Then, about eleven months later on the day after Thanksgiving I get them down for the new holiday season.

Did it today. And every year, I note that the gap in time seems smaller and smaller.

You all notice that? Makes me shiver.

 

[starchief5]

I first thought you were going with "do you the want a couple of acres?" joke. I had a guy in junior high ask me if I wanted to go camping with him and his friends and I said yes so, he ask if I had a sleeping bag and I said yes and he kicked me in the gonads and said "well, wake it up". I hit the floor in pain. Actually kicked so hard I had to go to the doctor for it.

Well, a sleeping bag is certainly worse than a Hurts Donut.

How any boy ever survives to manhood amazes me.

 

[Cawood86]

I hope everyone had a blessed Thanksgiving. God bless you all.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

For 20 years in our house in early January I stash all the Christmas and tree decorations in our attic. Then, about eleven months later on the day after Thanksgiving I get them down for the new holiday season.

Did it today. And every year, I note that the gap in time seems smaller and smaller.

You all notice that? Makes me shiver.

Today was getting down Christmas decorations in our house. Some outside stuff is going up today but tomorrow will be the big day. By sundown we should be all lit up for Christmas

 

[_Rooster]

Wife just told daughter we are going to Norman tomorrow and they have a Donut shop there called Hurt's Donuts. Named it that way for a reason I suppose because their donuts will Hurt you:

Here's a snake cake.

I thought this was going to relate to the old prank from when I was a teen. You would ask someone if they wanted a Hurts donut. They would say, "What;s a Hurts donut?" Then you would whack them on their arm with your fist and say, "Hurts donut?."
He he he. We were a riot.

They ought to take a rope and hang us

My folks watched as a younger relative was tied to a stake for burning then told us wildlings that burning at the stake would not be allowed. That we would be allowed to not hurt the sweet baby dumpling. That worked, he didn't get burned alive but probably wished he had been. He may have well been named Sue for the next dozen years or so.

 

[_Rooster]

How any boy ever survives to manhood amazes me.

Some things can only be understood as miracles. We played Cowboys and Indians with BB-gun and bows & arrows. Then when playing army. We'd toss M-80s and Cherry Bombs into homemade bunkers to get the vermin out. Not saying no one got hurt, they did, but no one died or even lost an eye.

 

[Backer cutter]

Here's a snake cake.

My folks watched as a younger relative was tied to a stake for burning then told us wildlings that burning at the stake would not be allowed. That we would be allowed to not hurt the sweet baby dumpling. That worked, he didn't get burned alive but probably wished he had been. He may have well been named Sue for the next dozen years or so.

No way I could eat that cake. Probably shoot it.

 

[BBUK]

Some things can only be understood as miracles. We played Cowboys and Indians with BB-gun and bows & arrows. Then when playing army. We'd toss M-80s and Cherry Bombs into homemade bunkers to get the vermin out. Not saying no one got hurt, they did, but no one died or even lost an eye.

I tossed an M-80 in the caboose of a train going across the Shawanee road with my cousin Virgil once. "Dumb" was 11 or 12...

@AustinTXCat

 

[tapemaster8]

I had an epiphany
Was feeling very selfish and down about Thanksgiving because for the first time ever I won’t get to be with Mom and the siblings.
But thinking about it I realized ...it’s not about a big crazy family gathering. It’s about being thankful for what we have. And we are truly blessed
So, my fiends..I’m thankful to know you all and pray that you and yours are healthy and happy
Much love

Well said!

 

[starchief5]

Some things can only be understood as miracles. We played Cowboys and Indians with BB-gun and bows & arrows. Then when playing army. We'd toss M-80s and Cherry Bombs into homemade bunkers to get the vermin out. Not saying no one got hurt, they did, but no one died or even lost an eye.

I got shot right between my eyes with a bb in a gunfight. My brother accidently hit me between the eyes with back of an axhead when I was about 5. I don't have a scar but the indentation is still there.

 

[MdWIldcat55]

I got shot right between my eyes with a bb in a gunfight. My brother accidently hit me between the eyes with back of an axhead when I was about 5. I don't have a scar but the indentation is still there.

Lol. Same damn thing happened to me - right between the eyes. Our specialty was hopping C&O freight trains as they slowed to enter town, riding about a mile, then jumping off when they slowed at a crossing on the other side of town.

We got cured of that when a train didn’t slow down, we were too scared to jump off, and we had to ride it about 30 miles to the next town, then hitchhike back before our parents missed us.

 

[Backer cutter]

I got shot right between my eyes with a bb in a gunfight. My brother accidently hit me between the eyes with back of an axhead when I was about 5. I don't have a scar but the indentation is still there.

My older brother hit me in the back of my head with a big rock when I was about 7. Knocked me to the ground lol. Could be what’s wrong with me today.

 

[_Rooster]

I got shot right between my eyes with a bb in a gunfight. My brother accidently hit me between the eyes with back of an axhead when I was about 5. I don't have a scar but the indentation is still there.

I used a Tonka like this to crown "Sweet Baby Dumplin" seven years later when we were around 10 . . . Lordy Mersey. I didn't know a head could bleed that much. Not that I cared, I was trying to kill him. It didn't slow him down either. They had to put us in the shower to figure it out. I tried real hard not to let him catch me again. Glad it didn't work out. He's still a hoot.

 

[*CatinIL*]

Lol. Same damn thing happened to me - right between the eyes. Our specialty was hopping C&O freight trains as they slowed to enter town, riding about a mile, then jumping off when they slowed at a crossing on the other side of town.

We got cured of that when a train didn’t slow down, we were too scared to jump off, and we had to ride it about 30 miles to the next town, then hitchhike back before our parents missed us.

 

[starchief5]

My older brother hit me in the back of my head with a big rock when I was about 7. Knocked me to the ground lol. Could be what’s wrong with me today.

I suspected that someone had dropped you on your head when you were little but this would explain it.

 

[starchief5]

Good thing you got off when you did. I think this guy got on board at the next stop.

 

[Ben101er]

For 20 years in our house in early January I stash all the Christmas and tree decorations in our attic. Then, about eleven months later on the day after Thanksgiving I get them down for the new holiday season.

Did it today. And every year, I note that the gap in time seems smaller and smaller.

You all notice that? Makes me shiver.

Not only does it seem quicker, but the same decorations seem to get heavier every year, too.

 

[MdWIldcat55]

Good morning D League. My son drove in from Lexington overnight, arriving around 2am, so we are groggy but happy today.

It is the first time I’ve had him and my younger daughter home together since last Christmas, so a feeling of contentment for my wife and I

I hope everyone has a terrific Saturday.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

My older brother hit me in the back of my head with a big rock when I was about 7. Knocked me to the ground lol. Could be what’s wrong with me today.

When I was 6 years old a neighbor boy who lived about a half mile down the road hit me with a a lead pipe in the back of the head. I think he was about 5.

I was stunned and my nose started bleeding profusely. My daddy came and picked me up and took me into the house and I continued to bleed. I remember mama packing my nose with cotton and I continued to bleed like a stuck hog. Finally they turned me upside down by making me lay on a couch with my head on the floor.

Nobody thought about taking me to the ER or a doctor, finally after what seemed like an eternity my nose stopped bleeding and I was back out side playing ball.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

Good Saturday Morning

We have a bright sunny morning 63º down here with no active alerts in the Gulf. We are headed to 79º by mid afternoon. No rain and the UV index is O, The winds are calm.

If you are headed over to the Swamp for today's game against the Gators it should be nice weather for a football game. I doubt you need sunscreen, just a hat to keep the sun out of your eyes.

 

[AustinTXCat]

Good morning from Shawanee, TN. Currently 37° and sunny. Today's high is expected to reach 54°F. Should be nice later this afternoon.

Game Day! Go Cats!

I plan on heading over to McDonald's after bit and grabbing takeout breakfast for me and Larry. We might hit up Giles Flea Market before the game.

Wishing happiness and health to all our D-League members.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

As I was reading through the comments about our days as youngsters getting bang up and knocked in the head I thought of so many things that happened to me and I was never taken to a doctor or hospital. When I was 9 years old I fell out of the top of a huge Live Oak tree and landed on my back. It knocked the breath out of me and I couldn't speak or yell out. I couldn't move or walk. A lady walking down the road saw me and went into the house to get my daddy.

He came out, picked me up and put me on the couch and mama called the sisters in the church to pray for me. I remember laying there over night. Mama gave me a good looking over by making sure my arms and legs worked and she pricked me with a pin all over my body. No broken bones. This is what you did in 1952.

I often wondered if the fall out of the tree led to my back issues in my later life that began in my late 50's and early 60's. You never know.

I had every childhood disease known with the exception of polio and not once did I go to the doctor or take any prescription medicine. It just wasn't what we did back them. You had to be in serious condition to be taken to a hospital. A fall out of a tree was another day in the park.

 

[Backer cutter]

When I was 6 years old a neighbor boy who lived about a half mile down the road hit me with a a lead pipe in the back of the head. I think he was about 5.

I was stunned and my nose started bleeding profusely. My daddy came and picked me up and took me into the house and I continued to bleed. I remember mama packing my nose with cotton and I continued to bleed like a stuck hog. Finally they turned me upside down by making me lay on a couch with my head on the floor.

Nobody thought about taking me to the ER or a doctor, finally after what seemed like an eternity my nose stopped bleeding and I was back out side playing ball.

My mother kept a jar of kerosene (she called it coal oil) for such purposes. There were four of us kids, and somebody was always bleeding from something. The spot bleeding would get doused with coal oil. Not sure what it did to stop the bleeding, but it’s a wonder nobody went up in flames.

 

[Bert Higginbotha]

Some things can only be understood as miracles. We played Cowboys and Indians with BB-gun and bows & arrows. Then when playing army. We'd toss M-80s and Cherry Bombs into homemade bunkers to get the vermin out. Not saying no one got hurt, they did, but no one died or even lost an eye.

One kid that I went to schools with was missing a finger from an M-80.

 

[warrior-cat]

Morning Legionnaires! Hope this day finds you well.

I have a rock story that is in line with some here. We (my brothers and me) were throwing rocks up in to a tree to get one of my shoes down that was jokingly thrown up in to the tree and stuck. My brother grab a rather larger one than we were throwing in hopes that the size would shake the limb my shoe was on. Not figuring the rock could possibly come back at us I was not paying attention when it bounced off of the tree and hit me on the crown of my head and put a big cut in it. Needless to say, I was dazed and confused and bleeding profusely. My mother got a couple of wet towels and pressed them against my head until the bleeding stopped and that was the end of it. I have a pretty good scar from it and just yesterday, my daughter ask me how I got it. All this time she has seen it but, never bothered to ask.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

One kid that I went to schools with was missing a finger from an M-80.

I had a friend whose brother shot out his eye with a bow and arrow playing cowboys and indians. Left him blind in his left eye. If you are in my generation you have many, many, many stories from childhood that would probably get a parent accused of child abuse today because they didn't go running to the ER. Today a sneeze wil get a kid straight to the doctor

 

[OHIO COLONEL]

I had every childhood disease known with the exception of polio and not once did I go to the doctor or take any prescription medicine. It just wasn't what we did back them. You had to be in serious condition to be taken to a hospital

I can still remember when our doctor would make house calls.

One kid that I went to schools with was missing a finger from an M-80.

Kid in our neighborhood was deaf in one ear from when some kid threw a M-80 at him.
Another one missing a finger from when he was 9 or 10 and mowing the grass...something happened to the mower and he reached under it to clear it....well, you can guess the rest.
Some of the things I/we did as kids would give me nightmares today.

Oh, before I forget, everyone have a good Saturday.

 

[Backer cutter]

One kid that I went to schools with was missing a finger from an M-80.

My wife lost a big toe in a bicycle chain-sprocket when she was young, riding behind her big sister. Ughhh

 

[Sawnee Cat]

 

[starchief5]

As I was reading through the comments about our days as youngsters getting bang up and knocked in the head I thought of so many things that happened to me and I was never taken to a doctor or hospital. When I was 9 years old I fell out of the top of a huge Live Oak tree and landed on my back. It knocked the breath out of me and I couldn't speak or yell out. I couldn't move or walk. A lady walking down the road saw me and went into the house to get my daddy.

He came out, picked me up and put me on the couch and mama called the sisters in the church to pray for me. I remember laying there over night. Mama gave me a good looking over by making sure my arms and legs worked and she pricked me with a pin all over my body. No broken bones. This is what you did in 1952.

I often wondered if the fall out of the tree led to my back issues in my later life that began in my late 50's and early 60's. You never know.

I had every childhood disease known with the exception of polio and not once did I go to the doctor or take any prescription medicine. It just wasn't what we did back them. You had to be in serious condition to be taken to a hospital. A fall out of a tree was another day in the park.

"Walk it off" was a common home remedy.

I just thought of something else. Nobody that I can recall ever took an animal to a vet. It either got better or died and you got another.

 

[AustinTXCat]

Here's Cumberland Ave, downtown Middlesboro, in 1963. Note a Corvair on the right. Heh.

 

[Sawnee Cat]

"Walk it off" was a common home remedy.

I just thought of something else. Nobody that I can recall ever took an animal to a vet. It either got better or died and you got another.

I was grown before I found out you took dogs or cats to a vet. I never heard of such a thing. If a dog became rabid you shot it. It was a very sad time and the owner felt like he was killing a member of the family but the dog had to be put down. I am not sure you are allowed to do that today.

Another thing I witnessed was I was a boy, a horse got loose and started running over a railroad trestle. All four legs on the horse went through the railroad ties and the poor creature was dangling with his belly on the tracks. He was thrashing around and finally gave up. The owner shot the horse and men wrapped ropes around the horse and tied it to a tractor. It drug one of the legs off of the horse as they pulled it off of the rails.

I doubt few young people today have seen something like this in their sheltered world.

 

[Backer cutter]

Here's Cumberland Ave, downtown Middlesboro, in 1963. Note a Corvair on the right. Heh.

We had a corvair when I was little. Four of us kids and my parents pretty much filled it up.