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barefooted in the snow.

and then they quietly asked for the right to vote, which was quickly granted.

I'v felt like that more than once.

Boys I'm a year into Patron and I'm here to tell you, it don't get any easier like I had been told.

There used to be a 70 mph curve on US66 at the southern entrance to Cuba, Mo. The speed limit was strictly enforced by a very large oak tree about 3 feet from the apex of the curve. You might try to do the 70 but you were guaronteed not to make it.

Hang in there Grizz. We're thinking of you.

After suffering an unconscious producing blow to the head due to a fall, cartoon and video head blows are no longer funny. mine occurred in spring 1919 and I have yet to recover completely.

One of my 2nd Lt, friends was married to a Finnish girl named Lorna. My gracious she was lovely.

An element of brewing I can live without.

Riders of the Purple Sage or The Wilderness Trek. Either would keep me in a world of fantasy for weeks, then I'd move on to Yaqui. I always saw myself wearing black hat, black chaps and crossed belts with big 44s.

Everything is cool right up to the figs. Cain't handle them.

Way to go Blackwater. my hat is off to anyone who can fool a woman as sharp as Schoolmarm for as long as you have.

Well done, Bob. MY family has selected the bend in the river where the grandkids come to play as the resting place for my son's and our ashes will follow. When day to day becomes difficult you know where someone that loved you lies.

Simplest thang would be to call "Milk Bone" and tell them to entertain. "Milk Bone" would be Blackwater's band.

If it is still in my house unopened it is fine to drink.

Miss Lorrie, my wife of 62 years and I offer our deepest heartfelt sympathy. In your shoes, I would be devastated.

Wed morning, the 4th, the smoke in SoWestMO was heavy enough to cause difficulty breathing. Cleared out by mid morniing

Are we going to the trash heap??

The 41 Mag is a fine caliber. Bullets have better statistics than any of the more common calibers. It will do anything a 44 mag will do until you load the 44 with 310 gr bullets. I have and will keep an 1894FG Marlin. Loaded with all the W296 that the book will allow under a 260 Keith it will do great damage to the target and somwhat to your shoulder. Using the same formula from the book I have run a 175 gr. JHP at 1820 fps.

He is my friend. His level of compassion for f333ed up souls such as mine goes beyond all reason. I know that if at anytime I need help of any sort I can call or simply show up on his front porch to be treated like a prodigal son. He also frequently will have a bottle of "REDBREAST" that he will apply for immediate relief. Payback? Not even a question. I am so deeply indebted mentally and spiritually that I don't even consider it a subject for discussion. As for being mentioned by Blackwater and Chickasaw Bill. I consider them to be honored friends as well. With friends such as these I consider myself to be a fortunate man.

!/2 a block toward the rail road tracks from the High School in Aurora, Mo was a garage that had been made into a restaurant. For 25¢ you got a small ice cream cone filled with chili. As I recall the chili was terrible but it was cheap and close. If you didn't eat fast the grease would begin to set up in orange colored sheets.

When we were tasked with first round unregistered accuracy we would constantly refer to weather radio for updates. Even the rotation of the earth for the time the 200 lb. round was in the air was significant. All of the calculations were done with pencil and paper instead of computers. I will admit we did use a slide rule for some of the more complex situations.

We used to have to move our beef herd from the east side of highway 60 to the west two times a year. One cow could not cross the white line down the center of the highway. Each time we moved cattle we had to load her in a trailer and take her across the highway. I have never seen a painted cattle guard but I have no doubt that it would work.

I feel terrible in that I neglected to tell anyone Happy Bastille Day, yesterday.

Just a taste of Red Breast, little ice, little water and one for my Evil Twin, J-Bar.