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About Cactus Jack Calder
- Birthday 12/07/1944
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Cross Creek Cowboys
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Whispering Pines, The Old North State
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Grandkids, Shooting, RC Planes, Scale 1 Live Steam RR, Moutain Dulcimer, Native American Flute, Wood Carving small figures
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We need a sticky cartoon thread
Cactus Jack Calder replied to Badlands Beady's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
72.44308……… You’re welcome! CJ -
Used to be a roadside coffee and bun truck in West Boca Raton, Fl. That had a bikini clad attendant who stood outside along the road. They did a good business for a while. Since I only visited in the area I don’t know how long that lasted. That was years ago and the original young lady would be significantly older. Maybe if you are in the area you could ask around and find out if they are still in operation. Or, Alpo may be willing to check, at least he’s in the state. CJ
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Locally we have a store named Durovyn. Also a farm named Duwerkin. CJ
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Ditto. Hey, I’m a 1%ter. Does that make me special? I know, I know, we here at SASS are all “SPECIAL”! CJ
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What should you do with expired prescription medicine?
Cactus Jack Calder replied to Alpo's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Here the police have a mailbox type bin that you can anonymously drop drugs in to be disposed of by them. 1. Must be in a bottle, not a baggy. 2. Remove label to maintain anonymity. 3. No questions asked by PD. CJ -
Neau Broome He’ll clean up the town. CJ
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When we moved here to ## Xxx Lane I would get calls from delivery drivers. “I’m at ## Xxx Lane and there is no house here. I’d tell them they were on ## Xxx Drive, across the lake from our house. Then I would explain how to drive around the lake to our house. Even GPS systems sometimes had trouble differentiating our street from the one across the lake. After a while I investigated why the village had decided to name two streets Xxx Lane and Xxx Drive on either side of a lake. It turns out that the streets were originally named Xxx Lake North and Xxx Lake South. To eliminate future confusion they were renamed Xxx Lane and Xxx Drive. To further complicate maters four years ago they built a house at ## Xxx Drive. Now I get their mail often and sometimes packages from the “private “ carriers. So neither the Federal Government, nor major industrial contractors can reliably find me. I lost all my gun in a boating accident and I’m not worried about the A##F finding me as GPS systems are on my side. That’s the Truth and I’m sticking too it. CJ
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Crayon? Studio lights would make it soft, so they would have had to shoot the scene quickly! CJ
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THE BATTLE OF BUNKER HILL As I remember my Elementary School history lesson on the Battle of Bunker Hill I was told that the colonial officers said, “Shot the officers.” The officers and sergeants were identified by ‘Gorgets.’ They are shiny metal crescent shaped plates worn on the chest, just below the chin, suspended from a chain. I suspect they made good targets. gorget [ gawr-jit ]SHOW IPA noun a patch on the throat of a bird or other animal, distinguished by its color, texture, etc. a piece of armor for the throat. CJ
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The bus to Rochester My Grandfather was a carpenter. The family lived in Rochester, NY. Sometime during the depression of the 30’s Grandpa got a job offer in Horseheads, NY. This job was short term over the winter months. He elected to leave the family in Rochester, so that the kids could continue in school, and he would ride the 90+ miles by bus to be home on weekends. One Friday afternoon he was seated in the bus at the station when a new driver climbed aboard. The driver announced, “Folks, I’m new to this route and do not know the roads and stops along the way. Does anyone here know the route?” An elderly gentleman spoke up and said, “I’ve ridden this route for several years and I know the stops along the way. I’ll be glad to sit-up front and guide you as we go.” So off they went and the gentleman guided the bus driver along pointing out the stops as they went. Somewhere outside of Rochester the gentleman said, “Well, this is my stop at the top of this hill. There are no more stops until you reach the bus station in town. Just go straight down this hill, make a turn at the signal light and the station will be straight ahead of you down the block. Mission Accomplished. But wait there’s more. Grandpa rode that bus through the winter months. Then as the calendar said that spring was approaching, the bus drew up to allow the same elderly gentleman off at the top of the hill. The bus driver noted a black patch in the middle of the road at the foot of the hill. Turning to the gentleman he asked, “What is that big black thing in the middle of the road down there?” The old fellow looked down the hill and replied, “Oh, someone must have had their car go through the ice. You will have to drive around the lake from now on. Just follow that line of trees and you will be on the road.” This is a story my Grandpa told me when I was young. Dad confirmed that he did work one winter in Horseheads, NY, and did indeed travel home by bus on weekends. I should note that my Grandpa loved to tell me wild tails and then would laugh when I believed them. However, he always swore this was true and every other time he spun a yarn he always admitted it after I fell for it. Who knows it might even be true! CJ
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Find it or invent it!
Cactus Jack Calder replied to Linn Keller, SASS 27332, BOLD 103's topic in SASS Wire Saloon
Linen, This is not a solution in the vein you are asking, however, I just slip the key fob inside the center fold of a handkerchief in my thigh pocket. That seems to be enough padding to keep me from setting off unwanted activities of my Van. Then reach in my pocket and easily access the fob without removing it from said pocket or handkerchief. Of course when you need to use the bandanna the fob has to be dealt with. Most solutions to perceived problems involve compromise. CJ -
E Division always sent our best “relocater” to underway replenishment at sea detail. “Luau Tonight ” was the call. We often ate better than the rest of the crew for a few days. Our Chef was a PO2 from Hawaii. He used an old legless popcorn popper to “grill” steak. Good memories. CJ
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Pat, That looks like Cass, WV to me. Any luck I’m right? CJ
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I’m surprised no one has mentioned Pogo the Possum. Even when I was to young to understand the satire I knew he was funny. I especially liked the Turtle (Churchy?). “Friday the 13th falls on a Saturday this month.” CJ
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Sounds like Pancho on the old TV Series “The Cisco Kid”. In the intro he would say “Hey Cisco let’s went”. CJ