Someone took a pic of one of the brandings.
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I'm closest, sitting on my butt.
I remember that position, but I don't see your boot far enough up that rear end. Also, the kid holding the vaccine is exactly what my level of responsibility was and should be. "LGG, just follow her (the vaccinator?) around, stick the needle where she sticks hers, pull the trigger. Here eat this."
Ouch. You're right. There were seven of us that year.
Agent orange finally got Robbie.
Big Scott broke is leg, on a line camp up by Greybull. They said he died of thirst, before he was found.
My cousin, Slade broke his neck on a drilling rig, and eventually blew his own head off.
Little Scott sells used cars in Elko.
Petey drives a truck, now.
I never heard from Cookie, after that summer. But, he'd be 93 this year.
You should write more if you don't already, you have a way with words.
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Been working on a rough sketch, for a while. Twenty years ago, a friend and I rode our horses into the bar. That was my inspiration. It still needs a few revisions, but I'm thinking the finished piece should be 24" x 36", ...once I add the piano player on the left, and the knock out on the right.
What do you guys think? Would that look good over someone's man cave bar? What would they pay?
Name your price if you don't find a taker.
omfg it never ends around here...
Dads still fucking crazy as shit, no idea what his blood sugar levels are can't get them tested.. Can't get him to drink water very aggressive.. Emotional out bursts that are even less coherent.. Talking to him self talking to people who are not even here... Thinking very strange shit is going on when infact nothings going on but his mind is loosing control..
Had enough of this all night last night / today calling EMT's .. Hospital can deal with this shit. Im not a fucking nurse!
There is nowhere near enough advocacy for elder care. Get involved and be involved. Our parents and caregivers changed our diapers and wiped puke off of our (and their) clothes. The least we can do now is try and make sure they are getting the care they need. If you think it's bad wait until it gets worse. There is nothing that is more difficult than facing your parents getting sick or passing on. Good on you for helping and being there, but it sounds like this might be the beginning of a long journey. Enjoy the times that you have while they are good. The end sucks, it comes fast and it isn't ever pretty or easy to have to be in that position. I don't envy what you are going through but I admire you for it.
Friday was the first day at the new flip house, a property near Ruby Hill west of Overland golf course. The family living there had created rooms with bunk beds in the basement and had thriving home business. By home business I'm pretty sure it was a sweat shop. The back porch was closed and finished and held five industrial sewing machines, the next door neighbors never saw anyone come or go, and the homeowner could at least use a tape measure when they put up additional walls in the basement. We filled a haul-off and we haven't scratched the surface. In other news, the old homeowners raised ducks and I just found my excuse to never eat peking duck ever.
@mendel we didn't lose any plants at the parent's but a sugar maple didn't like the snow and fell. Where are you fishing and what are you fishing for?
