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Discussion in 'The Okie Corral' started by M&P Shooter, Feb 20, 2013.
Me it was Superman
Commander Sinclair - Babylon 5
some teenager who lived across the street from my friends house when we were bout 10 years old . he was bout 13 but raided his brothers playboy mags . he was cool
Charles Proteus Steinmetz.
oh wait !! him too
i had that orange ramp thing , and his chopper jump bike , you put him on bike , and slide it into the orange crank and start cranking the handle and it sounded then like a jet engine lol then it would take off down the road
Wilma Rudolph and Audie Murphy. HH
When I was a kid about 6 yrs old, there was a family that lived across the street from us. Their son was about 20, had a red 1959 Corvette Stringray convertible and was a Green Beret. His name was Bob Bean. He and my Uncle David, who was a Marine, were my heros.
2 of my other Uncles (Mom's sisters husbands) were Cops. Uncle Dick and Uncle Bill. Them too.
and John Glenn.
Indiana Jones was by FAR my childhood (and young-adulthood) hero.
I had the hat that I ordered through a Last Crusade Pepsi promotion and whip. When I was 7 or 8, all I wanted was the white suit jacket that he wore in the opening scene of Temple of Doom - the only white jackets for kids then were Christening suits. My parents actually bought me one. I'm Jewish btw.
I actually majored in classical archaeology too. Havent fought any Nazis though.
My dad & gt.grandpa, followed by James T. Kirk, Jim West, and John Robinson.
Hulk Hogan...say your prayers and take your vitamins.
What are you gonna do when the Hulkster runs wild on you, brother?
He was a bad ***** for sure, growing up in the 80's I also idolized the duo of Joe Montana/ Jerry Rice.
Wolverine, Michael Jordan, ........
He let me sit on his lap and drive his tractor.
During the depression when the government passed a law making private ownership of gold illegal with the order that all must be turned over to the government, he gave them the finger instead.
Near the end of the depression he used his small hoard of gold coins to buy real-estate around town and a couple of outlying farms.
This elevated my father's family into prosperity.
In the early 60's he built a cool home on one piece of semi-rural property.
Soon thereafter Colonial Pipeline acquired a right-of-way by eminent domain to construct a gas pipeline and the route ran across the lower portion of that property.
When they arrived with trucks and bulldozers at the edge of his land my grandfather took his 12-gauge and climbed onto his tractor to drive down through the woods to greet them.
He got off several shots before the sheriff arrived to discuss the matter.
They had known each other for years...
The sheriff ordered my grandfather to cease and desist.
The next day, same thing all over again.
My grandfather took the matter to court and won.
Seems he had never registered the deed to the property, which is not legally required to do. Since he paid cash (gained in exchange for gold years earlier) he still held the deed.
A registered deed held by the county instead of the property-owner is the legal basis for a writ of eminent domain...
Colonial Pipeline quietly re-routed their pipeline around my grandfather's property.
You can see it today on Google Earth..
That 50-foot-wide cut through the trees, making a huge "U" at one point.