Like bfc said, just saw that Nashville is having protests, like Louisville and much of the rest if the nation. As if COVID hasnt been enough. Be safe, folks.
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FossilFndr
RIP Steve
Found this in my family collection of historic events of the 60's.
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Has any one found a place to get their Winter Classic jersey customized other than the pro shop?
My old Senator! I never got to meet Colonel Glenn in person. I did drive on his highway a few times.
Everybody always said what a nice guy he was. That is kind of funny for a guy who was a Colonel in the Marine Corps!
I can't read the date, but he launched on February 20, 1962. I don't remember that day. I remember the Gemini missions.
His widow just passed away. She was 100, IIRC.
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FossilFndr
RIP Steve
Thanks, but I could have guessed that date. Or maybe hit Control+ to zoom in a little in my old age.
I will guess that the (2) is the edition number. (I was a news carrier for 3 years)
Read all about it! Glenn orbits the earth!!! (I never hawked papers, I had a 4 block long route with 50 customers, 60 on Sundays.)
Here's where age comes in handy. The 2 is part of the address. In 1962 the 2 would have indicated the zone. These later became zip codes. In Nashville whatever was sitting at the arena site would have been 501 Broadway Nashville (3), Tenn. (now it's 37203)
Note to the left of ATLANTA (2), GA. is a PO Box number and it was probably located at the post office for what is now 30302. It's moved since then so it took a little digging to find out the original site! It was nearby in what is now 30303.
I can vaguely remember when it changed over. We lived in Nashville 14, Tenn. when I was learning my address. By the time we moved to Richmond VA at age 6 it was 23229.
For you space nuts who haven't heard me crow about this already, my mom's first cousin was an astronaut. Harrison Schmitt. Last person to walk on the moon.
We were invited to the launch and everything. (Apollo XVII)
FossilFndr
RIP Steve
FossilFndr
RIP Steve
You slacker. 4 Blocks ??? My legs weren't even warmed up after 4 blocks distance.
I started with a 32 paper route in 1/2 of a subdivision behind my house on my bicycle in 7th grade - elementary school. When the other kid quit I took over his equal sized route. Worked through high school (8th - 12th grade). Just before my 16th birthday (car) the woman who delivered the papers to me and one other kids house quit. She also had a route of about 270 customers. I took over her job and was delivering about 330 a day. When the last kid quit I took over all the route and had over 350 a day. I guarantee that I was the only kid in my high school who worked like that. I did get away for 3 weeks 3 summers when my family went camping through Canada and Alaska, but that was early on when I only had 65 papers.
Were some Boy Scout weekend camp outs even after I got a car that I got someone to cover. I stayed in BS but aged out before I could finish the Community Service Project that was required for Eagle Scout. Had all the required merit badges. In my best Bob Uecker voice ... "Missed it by that much"
Bought my first car, a used 1966 VW Beetle, with the money I saved from my bicycle route. I quickly learned how to manage a manual transmission. Hundreds of shifts every afternoon, several thousand shifts a week on the paper route alone. I got to know clutches early.
The Atlanta Journal was the afternoon paper so I could do it after school. Sunday morning was a combined paper with the Atlanta Constitution, a leg crusher on the bike given the hills. Usually had to make two trips because of the size - weight leaving really early so I could be done shortly after sunrise. Still have a scar on my ankle from a puncture wound I got from a Sunday morning bicycle crash. Came home bleeding through my sock and shoe.
Like I said .. you slacker!
FossilFndr
RIP Steve
In high school there were close assigned parking places for the teachers and staff, and a few for lucky students who were selected in a lottery/drawing every quarter. These were prized locations, the main student parking was 1/4 mile away. Some how I was selected for one of these places for 5 of 6 'drawings' during junior & senior years. And as a senior I was drawn for the the spot closest to the exit so I could get out easily all 3 times. The staff knew that I was leaving for work, I always registered for period '0', the early one before homeroom so I could leave early. My old VW work car was so out of place along the mommy & daddy bought shiny things that were the bulk of the cars there. Some student cars were far nicer than the teachers.
Just the opposite in our parking lot. ALL the cars were nearing break down stage, teachers and students--ha! Welcome to Lewisburg TN! One guy had a 20 year old ambulance or hearse, I forget now. The only "fancy" car I can think of is Laws' dusty blue Opel. My HS boyfriend had a 63 VW I think (it had been his sister's and she was 10 years older--I know her folks didn't get her a new car). It was red, we called it Smeagol.
EDIT: I went back and looked at pictures. That old hearse/ambulance was from the 40's! That would have been 30 years old then (I graduated in 76).
So interesting (to me) news. After 20 years in the same location we are moving the business. It will be a little closer into town right off Elm Hill Pike (near Fesslers). I have amassed piles upon piles of stuff. I will miss my little office and our secluded spot, but the new place is off the beaten path a little, too. It's close to Joey's House of Pizza, which will make the staff happy. I haven't actually been in the facility, but we've worked with the current occupants since MD was located in our basement so there's a long long history there. They're staying, we're just moving in.
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Our cars in high school were pretty varied. I was lucky enough to have 1986 Ford Escort Exp which basically just looked like a small mustang. 70k miles on it and an old man had it and it looked basically brand new. This was in 1992.
Several rich girls had brand new Eagle Talons, various pick up trucks of all kinds, and a few muscle cars. Lots of Blazers, S-10's and Rangers.
Several rich girls had brand new Eagle Talons, various pick up trucks of all kinds, and a few muscle cars. Lots of Blazers, S-10's and Rangers.
You slacker. 4 Blocks ??? My legs weren't even warmed up after 4 blocks distance.
I started with a 32 paper route in 1/2 of a subdivision behind my house on my bicycle in 7th grade - elementary school. When the other kid quit I took over his equal sized route. Worked through high school (8th - 12th grade). Just before my 16th birthday (car) the woman who delivered the papers to me and one other kids house quit. She also had a route of about 270 customers. I took over her job and was delivering about 330 a day. When the last kid quit I took over all the route and had over 350 a day. I guarantee that I was the only kid in my high school who worked like that. I did get away for 3 weeks 3 summers when my family went camping through Canada and Alaska, but that was early on when I only had 65 papers.
Were some Boy Scout weekend camp outs even after I got a car that I got someone to cover. I stayed in BS but aged out before I could finish the Community Service Project that was required for Eagle Scout. Had all the required merit badges. In my best Bob Uecker voice ... "Missed it by that much"
Bought my first car, a used 1966 VW Beetle, with the money I saved from my bicycle route. I quickly learned how to manage a manual transmission. Hundreds of shifts every afternoon, several thousand shifts a week on the paper route alone. I got to know clutches early.
The Atlanta Journal was the afternoon paper so I could do it after school. Sunday morning was a combined paper with the Atlanta Constitution, a leg crusher on the bike given the hills. Usually had to make two trips because of the size - weight leaving really early so I could be done shortly after sunrise. Still have a scar on my ankle from a puncture wound I got from a Sunday morning bicycle crash. Came home bleeding through my sock and shoe.
Like I said .. you slacker!
The Sunday Dayton Daily News papers were 300 pages plus the "stuffs". The lay people would call them the extra or special sections, like Parade magazine and the ads. I too had to make two trips on my bike sometimes. One time, I had to make two trips with my Flexible Flyer sled because we had 8 inches of wet, heavy snow in Dayton. Anything over 3 inches was unusual in SW Ohio. Toledo and Cleveland would get 6 or 8 inches, but they are next to Lake Erie. I pulled my sled down the middle of the street and left it there because there was zero traffic that morning.
The worst day was the Xenia Tornado; April 3rd, 1974. The sky turned black like coal, then it turned dark green like the ocean. That green color scared me to death. One customer called to complain that his paper was late. My Branch Councilor rolled her eyes while talking to me about it the next day. She had warned us about a tornado in Cincinnati that was headed north east and to get off of the streets if we were concerned. It was the same system, and maybe the same tornado, that hit Xenia, to the east of Dayton about 15 miles, and wrecked the town. It has been called "The Day of the Tornadoes". Ambulances and fire trucks came down Highway 49 (Salem Avenue, 2 blocks from my home), for hours without end. I walked up to watch for a few minutes. The vehicles had names on the sides like Clayton, Brookville and Greenville. Greenville was a 45 minute drive to the north west of Dayton. There were names for towns that I never heard of, let alone visited. I think that 100 people were killed in Xenia. (Wikipedia says 34. My older brother, who worked and lived nearer Xenia, always said to "multiply by 3 to get the real number") He claimed that local officials conspired to suppress the number of real deaths. The local economy was down and people were moving away for jobs before this happened. The tornado missed Greene County Hospital by a block or so. It could have been 500 people dead in a town of 25,000.
Here's where age comes in handy. The 2 is part of the address. In 1962 the 2 would have indicated the zone. These later became zip codes. In Nashville whatever was sitting at the arena site would have been 501 Broadway Nashville (3), Tenn. (now it's 37203)
Note to the left of ATLANTA (2), GA. is a PO Box number and it was probably located at the post office for what is now 30302. It's moved since then so it took a little digging to find out the original site! It was nearby in what is now 30303.
I can vaguely remember when it changed over. We lived in Nashville 14, Tenn. when I was learning my address. By the time we moved to Richmond VA at age 6 it was 23229.
For you space nuts who haven't heard me crow about this already, my mom's first cousin was an astronaut. Harrison Schmitt. Last person to walk on the moon.
I am a space nut. I remember Harrison "Jack" Schmitt, the only scientist, a geologist, to visit the Moon. He found a green moon rock, which was very unusual. I remember that he also became a Senator, from New Mexico. He is one of 4 of the 12 moon walkers who is still alive. I believe that Aldrin and Duke are two of the others. Maybe Dave Scott?
FossilFndr
RIP Steve
Sundays were a beast, after the light Saturday paper had to go back and get what we called the inserts and stuff them together, then 4 am Sundays would get the news and combine them all. I hated Sundays. But in Atlanta we didn't have the snow.
Yep -- family calls him Jackie. Middle name is our family name of Hagan. My mother said he was allowed to give his mother (my Great Aunt Ethel) a moon rock with the stipulation that it be given to the Smithsonian upon her death--I think it was made into a necklace. Not sure if it was the green one or not.
We usually received our stuffs on Saturdays. We would put together the ads and special sections and leave them in a neat pile on the benches in our Branch Councilor's garage. We came back at 6 AM on Sundays and put them into the papers and took off for our routes. That was for $11 a week plus tips.
I remember one time that my mom wanted to drive me in her 1967 Cutlass. (That was a very popular Oldsmobile for you youngsters) My newspapers filled up her roomy back seat. She asked me if I was subbing for somebody from my branch besides doing my own papers. I said no, this is the normal amount. A paper must have been at least an inch thick times 60. She thought that I was going to sit in the back and jump out here and there. I was like "Mom, there is no room for me back there!" I rode shotgun.
At least one of my brothers had a paper route 9 or 10 years before. I guess that papers were thinner in the late 1950s or early 1960s. I used to call the big Sunday newspapers "Dog Smackers" because they were so heavy. I will guess they weighed about 3 pounds apiece. I had one dog that tried to bite almost every day for 3 years. It stopped for a week or two after my bike fell on it on a Sunday. I delivered 5 or 6 papers then came back and lifted the bike off the medium sized dog. After that, he didn't think I was so bad. The owner always used to say that "my dog doesn't bite." Yeah, he doesn't try to bite you!
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I ran a paper route in Philly in middle school, it was only two blocks, about half mile total, but 80 homes due to the density. Of course it was a "free" paper, and every Wednesday I had to go door to door asking for donations. Nobody likes getting the paper itself, and they sure didn't like getting solicited. As an 11-12 year old I had grown adults say things to me that would have made Gritty blush if he were around then!
I was in DC 2 summers ago with my wife. We visited the Smithsonian. We went to the Air & Space Museum (bucket list) and saw at least 1 moon rock. (Maybe it was Great Aunt Ethyl's?) It was June 20, the day the Caps celebrated winning the Stanley Cup. Somebody handed me a Caps sign on the way out of the Metro. There were no garbage cans nearby, so I said "Thanks!". I saw Barry Trotz's neck from about 100 feet away (never even dreamed of that one!) and thought that he must be drunk, because he gave a very strange speech. (He quit about a week after I saw him) We had lunch at the Castle (bucket list).
We went over to the History Museum to see the Fort McHenry flag. You could cover my house with that Old Glory, it is HUGE. I went around 90% of that museum and missed seeing Archie and Edith's chairs and the Fonz's leather jacket. I still don't see how that happened! I saw coins and bills, toys, the museum of transportation, First Ladies dresses, some ancient gun boat, a pair of the Ruby Slippers and the Greensboro Lunch Counter.
I've been to the Smithsonian but I was 7 so don't remember much. I need to go back... I have a vague recollection of seeing my father underneath an airplane or a dinosaur with wings hanging from the ceiling. Dad was wearing a hat, white shirt and tan shorts. That is literally all I remember of the place.
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We did one that was like the exact opposite... it must have been about 500 sq. miles of rural countryside, and we only did weekends because anybody who got a daily paper got it in their mailbox with their mail during the week, and we'd only be delivering the weekend edition. I say "we" because I must have been about 11 or 12 at first and one of my parents would have to drive, and I'd sit in the back of the pickup folding and stuffing and putting them in the boxes. Although some bad weather we'd take car trips instead if we didn't just wait it out, and I liked that better because sitting in the back of the truck on some of the dirt roads wasn't always fun... slow driving stop and go for 6 hours in a cloud of dust. The one thing I remember most about it, some point when I was a little older, but still not when I was learning to drive it myself, one of the older highschool seniors died in a car crash with 3 friends, it was one of those things that rocked the community, and the story was on the front page of the edition we were delivering, and his family were subscribers. I mean we all knew everybody else, even though they might have lived 15 miles from our farm they were still our neighbors and acquaintances, and that was a car day and I just remember us talking it out for like an hour before we got to their place on the route, with my dad, whether we should put that paper with the frontpage story in their box that day, like the last thing they needed at that time in their grief was another reminder whenever they got around to checking the mail. We did. But it always stuck in my head deliberating about it at the time. In hindsight it seems a lot more obvious you'd want them to have it, like there aren't any "reminders" when something is consuming your whole world already, but at the time it was just something that seemed like more of a dilemma for some reason.
A good friend of mine is from Columbus and his parents lived in the same condo so my friend got to meet him. What an amazing life.
Former Pred(and a lot of other teams) Brandon Bochenski just got elected mayor of Grand Forks ND
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Wow, dude has come a long way. What was his controversy again? There was something he did as a kid that put a black mark beside his name... ?
Who on here has YouTube TV? I see they have Fox Sports TN so Preds games will be covered, but I'm worried about no Fox Sports South for the Grizzlies.
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