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If I knew what an uneventful day was I'd be in good shape but I have no concept where "normal" is concerned....

Call me........................ Weirdo Wolfie

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Want to know the real funny. I did a search for the Weirdo wolfie song and it has been censored. Can you believe that... (I played it here previously...)
 
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Heck, if I could figure out how to post a pic I could show you all the exact spot and you still couldn't find me.

All my relatives grew up on the Y in Middlesboro. I walked that road many times when we would visit from Michigan where my Dad and Mom moved. I was born a Michigander but to hear me you couldn't tell it. (For the time I lived in Middlesboro, right before and, right after I got out of the Army I stomped the snot out of several hollars.) In Beans fork I knew some Burchfields, and up Notown way I knew some Gaylors, well, at least a couple of the girls...

I am the youngest except for one cousin from a family with seven brothers and a sister who all lived in Middlesboro. Me being the youngest at 61 leaves a lot already gone. My Dad was the youngest as well.

I know what you mean though...
 
This is supposed to be a Rodney Dangerfield poem...

“‘Twas the night before Christmas. Believe me, I checked. Like every year prior, I’d get no respect. My folks were so poor, we put lights on a stump, in hopes that St. Nick would still visit this dump."
 
All my relatives grew up on the Y in Middlesboro. I walked that road many times when we would visit from Michigan where my Dad and Mom moved. I was born a Michigander but to hear me you couldn't tell it. (For the time I lived in Middlesboro, right before and, right after I got out of the Army I stomped the snot out of several hollars.) In Beans fork I knew some Burchfields, and up Notown way I knew some Gaylors, well, at least a couple of the girls...

I am the youngest except for one cousin from a family with seven brothers and a sister who all lived in Middlesboro. Me being the youngest at 61 leaves a lot already gone. My Dad was the youngest as well.

I know what you mean though...
During my career I was responsible for the eastern 1/4 up to the eastern 1/2 of the state. So I've been to many of those hard to reach places in a lot of KY's counties. I sometimes miss those early morning or late night drives........sometimes.
 
All my relatives grew up on the Y in Middlesboro. I walked that road many times when we would visit from Michigan where my Dad and Mom moved. I was born a Michigander but to hear me you couldn't tell it. (For the time I lived in Middlesboro, right before and, right after I got out of the Army I stomped the snot out of several hollars.) In Beans fork I knew some Burchfields, and up Notown way I knew some Gaylors, well, at least a couple of the girls...

I am the youngest except for one cousin from a family with seven brothers and a sister who all lived in Middlesboro. Me being the youngest at 61 leaves a lot already gone. My Dad was the youngest as well.

I know what you mean though...

I lived about 1/8 mile up the Noetown Road from the mouth of Beans Fork. You could live in one house in Beans Fork and go to M'boro High School and your next door neighbor went to Bell County High School. M'boro had no school buses but Bell High School did. They had to ride a school bus about 20 miles.
 
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I lived about 1/8 mile up the Noetown Road from the mouth of Beans Fork. You could live in one house in Beans Fork and go to M'boro High School and your next door neighbor went to Bell County High School. M'boro had no school buses but Bell High School did. They had to ride a school bus about 20 miles.

I went to that middle school for a very short time on the Noetown road. (Been a long time.) We lived in the cinder block house my Dad rented. Rented from a man named Dewey Young. That guy gave me a guitar. I was only in the second or third grade but I will never forget him. He was nice to me. My own Uncle Fred cheated me out of it.

A man my Aunt married was Silas Howerton, his Dad was Doc Howerton, a minister as I remember at the time. Many stated a true man of God that was filled with the Holy Ghost and did some miracles. (I heard my Dad talk of him but I may have met him but my memory is nil about it other than that.)

My cousin married a Webb. My paternal grandma was a Laws.

Also remember the Vantoy Medley grocery store very well. My Aunt lived in the projects down the road back behind that store. (I sent her some dough when I joined the Army but my cousin Wayne stole it from his mom.)

Yeah I never claimed many of my relatives though I have a few decent ones. (They never claim me either that I know of...)

Just dropping some names in case you may know or knew of them.
 
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I went to that middle school for a very short time on the Noetown road. (Been a long time.) We lived in the cinder block house my Dad rented. Rented from a man named Dewey Young. That guy gave me a guitar. I was only in the second or third grade but I will never forget him. He was nice to me. My own Uncle Fred cheated me out of it.

A man my Aunt married was Silas Howerton, his Dad was Doc Howerton, a minister as I remember at the time. Many stated a true man of God that was filled with the Holy Ghost and did some miracles. (I heard my Dad talk of him but I may have met him but my memory is nil about it other than that.)

My cousin married a Webb. My paternal grandma was a Laws.

Also remember the Vantoy Medley grocery store very well. My Aunt lived in the projects down the road back behind that store. (I sent her some dough when I joined the Army but my cousin Wayne stole it from his mom.)

Yeah I never claimed many of my relatives though I have a few decent ones. (They never claim me either that I know of...)

Just dropping some names in case you may know or knew of them.

I went to that Noetown School from Grade 1-8. There was no kindergarten back then and no junior high/middle school for kids from Noetown. I entered 1st grade the first year that block building was built (1949 I believe). I was still 5 years old for a couple of months when I started 1st Grade.
 
Good morning from ATX. Currently 59°F and partly cloudy. Got some light rain after trick or treat last night. Today's high topping out around 74°F.

Must go into office this morning. Picking up a new iPhone. I've had my current-issued phone for roughly 5 years.

Wishing happiness and health for all our fellow D-League members.

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Morning Legionnaires!

46° this morning with a high of 76° expected. Sunshine and light winds all day.

No Trick or Treaters last night which is close to the norm. We generally get a few but that is the neighbor's kids and their friends next door before they venture out to the houses behind us. We live on the main road to our housing area with the speed limit at 45mph so, most just go to the area behind us that is off of the main road to avoid speeders. We did see a lot of cars with kids in them and trucks pulling trailers loaded with kids in the streets behind us. That has been the norm in the last bunch of years with both parents and the kids getting lazier. Yep, get loads of candy with no exercise.

We have a single elimination tournament tonight in the fall softball league. Starts at 18:30 and is supposed to be finished by 22:30. Jammed the thumb on my glove hand sparring with my student yesterday and it is sore this morning but, I will play as we will only have 10 players tonight.

Everyone stay safe out there today and God Bless.
 
Not sure if the D-League already paid its respects to The Killer and I missed it, but I figure there is room for one more goodbye. What a voice. What an exciting, unmatched entertainer.
This is my favorite version of that old Hank Williams song. Jerry Lee rerecorded it several years on a different label but the Sun version was the best.

I am a big Emmylou fan and this one with Jerry Lee was a good one. Jerry Lee played the piano like a Pentecostal on Sunday Night. Smokin'

 
Good morning D
63° and the sun is rising. The high should reach 85° with plenty of beautiful sunshine.

We had two trick or "treaters". The local churches have events that draws the majority of the kids, good clean fun and plenty of treats. Halloween sure is different now that when I was a kid. Well the entire world is different. I have to think hard to come up with something that is the same. It is as if America took their entire culture and trashed it. Crazy stuff.

I might put down some more Roundup and head off the weeds before they get out of control. The lawn needs mowing but the lawn boy can take care of that. As life goes on.

Breakfast is being served. I was raised on this stuff and find myself craving it often as the days go by.

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This is my favorite version of that old Hank Williams song. Jerry Lee rerecorded it several years on a different label but the Sun version was the best.

I am a big Emmylou fan and this one with Jerry Lee was a good one. Jerry Lee played the piano like a Pentecostal on Sunday Night. Smokin'

Very nice Sawnee. Crazy Arms is another JLL favorite. Nobody played the piano like him, and by that I don't mean he had unmatched technique or virtuosity. Guys like Art Tatum and Bud Powell and some other jazz pianists were pretty damn great. But Jerry Lee had a very personal and exciting style.

Emmylou was familiar with that Hank song "You Win Again" from her classic version with Gram Parsons which I’ve posted here, and is a favorite, along with the JLL Sun version.

Happy November D-League. We had a scattering of trick or treaters. At one point I calculated that I’d given out 24 mini candy bars and eaten 11. That’s a reasonable ratio I figure.

Hope you all have a good day.
 
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Very nice Sawnee. Emmylou was familiar with the song from her classic version with Gram Parsons which I’ve posted here, and is a favorite, along with the JLL Sun version.

Happy November D-League. We had a scattering of trick or treaters. At one point I calculated that I’d given out 24 mini candy bars and eaten 11. That’s a reasonable ratio I figure.

Hope you all have a good day.
I live off a rarely traveled road and then a dead end short gravel road. I have never had a trick or treater. Several years ago after a bad ice storm where much of the county lost power, I was literally the last person in the county to get power back.
 
The speed limit on our road is only 25mph but it's a main thoroughfare with constant traffic. We got 4 trick or treaters and that's a little less than usual but we also got some heavy rain. In contrast the neighborhood across the street probably had 100 kids. Wimpy kids these days. Rain never stopped us. I agree with Sawnee, Halloween has changed and not for the better. It was one of my favorite days of the year when I was growing up. Right behind Christmas and Thanksgiving and just ahead of the last day of school. The 4th of July rounded off the top 5.
 
I live off a rarely traveled road and then a dead end short gravel road. I have never had a trick or treater. Several years ago after a bad ice storm where much of the county lost power, I was literally the last person in the county to get power back.
That sounds familiar. We are the highest (have to think in 3D here) house in our community. Our only trick or treaters are usually relatives and last night was no exception. My wife's 57 year old cousin came up and trick or treated for my wife's old fashioned popcorn balls. Some traditions live on.

Babysitting our 2 yr old great, great niece today (once per week). No kids or grandkids but still get a little dose of spoiling the younguns.
 
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This is my favorite version of that old Hank Williams song. Jerry Lee rerecorded it several years on a different label but the Sun version was the best.

I am a big Emmylou fan and this one with Jerry Lee was a good one. Jerry Lee played the piano like a Pentecostal on Sunday Night. Smokin'

My boss, Darryl Nunley, in Houston, TX was Jerry Lee's first cousin. Pentecostal he was.
 
Morning D....I was SOOOO close to hitting the Powerball last night. I only missed it six numbers.

I hope you weren't the guy in front of me who bought $40 in tickets and wanted most of them on separate tickets, I sit in line for like 8 minutes to watch him no doubt lose $40 and I just wanted to buy a coke...but hey I'm the guy who bet big on the over on the Tenn vs Kentucky game and UK scored 6 points...so what do I know?
 
This is my favorite version of that old Hank Williams song. Jerry Lee rerecorded it several years on a different label but the Sun version was the best.

I am a big Emmylou fan and this one with Jerry Lee was a good one. Jerry Lee played the piano like a Pentecostal on Sunday Night. Smokin'


I like singers who do their songs live exactly like they sound on the record. I never cared much for Jerry Lee live (nor Willie Nelson) because they always tinker with (in a bad way) the songs when they are performing live.
 
My boss, Darryl Nunley, in Houston, TX was Jerry Lee's first cousin. Pentecostal he was.
Jerry Lee came from a large family of talented piano players. We all know about Mickey Gilley and Jimmy Swaggart. But a couple of more were not quite as famous. Jerry Lee learned "boogie woogie" cords from an older cousin, Carl McVoy and he had another talented piano playing cousin who was a Church of God minister. He never went into "show business" as it was known in the church. He was dedicated to the ministry and pastored small churches in Louisiana all of his adult life.

Carl McVoy did record some music. Here is one, recorded in 1958 at Sun Records, Memphis on Sam Phillips label. He owned Sun Records. When I listen to the beginning it takes me back to my childhood in a church service. Sister Vesta Kearce, our church pianist, started about every hymn with that boogie woogie chord. She also taught piano and some of her famous students were J.D. Sumer and his nephew Donnie Sumner. Both played and sang with Elvis.

You can also pick up "sounds of Jerry Lee" and styles in this recording. Carl McVoy, oldest cousin of Jerry Lee who taught him to play boogie woogie, piano.

 
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Good morning D
63° and the sun is rising. The high should reach 85° with plenty of beautiful sunshine.

We had two trick or "treaters". The local churches have events that draws the majority of the kids, good clean fun and plenty of treats. Halloween sure is different now that when I was a kid. Well the entire world is different. I have to think hard to come up with something that is the same. It is as if America took their entire culture and trashed it. Crazy stuff.

I might put down some more Roundup and head off the weeds before they get out of control. The lawn needs mowing but the lawn boy can take care of that. As life goes on.

Breakfast is being served. I was raised on this stuff and find myself craving it often as the days go by.

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I'm the same Sir. Some don't like it but that's on them. I do not impose myself on anyone. I see what goes on in a lot of instances and I go the other way. I do not run if confronted. That is why I am not in a higher position than I am and that's okay too. I am thankful.
 
Jerry Lee came from a large family of talented piano players. We all know about Mickey Gilley and Jimmy Swaggart. But a couple of more were not quite as famous. Jerry Lee learned "boogie woogie" cords from an older cousin, Carl McVoy and he had another talented piano playing cousin who was a Church of God minister. He never went into "show business" as it was known in the church. He was dedicated to the ministry and pastored small churches in Louisiana all of his adult life.

Carl McVoy did record some music. Here is one, recorded in 1958 at Sun Records, Memphis on Sam Phillips label. He owned Sun Records. When I listen to the beginning it takes me back to my childhood in a church service. Sister Vesta Kearce, our church pianist, started about every hymn with that boogie woogie chord. She also taught piano and some of her famous students were J.D. Sumer and his nephew Donnie Sumner. Both played and sang with Elvis.

You can also pick up "sounds of Jerry Lee" and styles in this recording. Carl McVoy, oldest cousin of Jerry Lee who taught him to play boogie woogie, piano.

You know, that's a respectable single, especially for the late 1950s - during the hey day of rockabilly and R&B fusions.

It's always fascinating to me how close the gap is between someone who makes it and becomes a legend - the Everly Brothers, Roy Orbison, Carl Perkins, young Johnny Cash -- and dozens of other very talented singer/players who cut records that were listenable, had a strong enough hook, a good beat, you could dance to it, but there was just nothing SPECIAL, like the harmonies of the Everly Brothers, or Roy Orbisons eerie falsetto, or Buddy Holly's innovative rhythms and infectious hooks, or whatever. And however hard they tried, that lighning wasn't going to dance around inside the bottle for them to catch it.

There must have been hundreds of guys who filtered in and out of the record studios in those days convinced they were as good as Elvis, and who spent the rest of their lives saying, 'why not me?'
 
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