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A Memorial Day Salute to our Hometown Hero..... Col. William E. Barber....Medal of Honor presented by Harry S. Truman. His brother lived about 1/2 mile from me and I graduated HS with his nephew. Street here in our little 'Burg' named after him.

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Nice. Thanks.

There are precious few men of that caliber left, and fewer on the horizon.

I saw a 100 year old guy today

landed on Omaha with the 80th inf division and 3 hours later back to England with shaprnel/head injury. rehabbed for 2 months back to Europe and got hit in Belgium during the battle of bulge second purple heart--machine gunned to arm

soft spoken sharp as a tack cut his grass until 2 years ago drove until 4 years ago

I never had a clue he was a herotil last week --5 foot nothing 150 lbs all his life name is Pharon miller

Happy memorial day to all --pharon turns 101 next month

5 foot nothing 150 lbs is bordering on husky...

Professor Tiger wrote:Nice. Thanks.

There are precious few men of that caliber left, and fewer on the horizon.

Indeed.....

hedge wrote:5 foot nothing 150 lbs is bordering on husky...

looks like I was off

he's 54 and 132 lbs

In that case, he was a tough ol strip of jerky...

Blood Meridian passage for today:

"He swung the stopper up from where it hung by a thong and drove it home with the heel of his hand. He pitched the canteen to the man behind him and looked down at the travelers. Why you no hide? he said.

From you?

From I.

We were thirsty.

Very thirsty. Eh?

They didnt answer. He was tapping the flat of the sword lightly against the horn of his saddle and he seemed to be forming words in his mind. He leaned slightly to them. When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf."

Linwood just came in, extolling the virtues of chitlins. The slightly autistic Sam replied "That's like putting doo-doo in your mouth." He wanted no part of it...

I never had Chitlins. Not sure I've ever had the chance

If you're ever in a house when chitlin's are being prepared, it smells like a sewer.

It was all I could do to keep my lunch down, much less put a chitlin' dinner in.

I am addicted to Tikka Masala with Nan bread.

There is a place here in Cinci that makes the best I've tasted, and surprisingly, the frozen mix you buy from the local Indian store isn't bad either.

There is an Indian place about to open around the corner from me. I'm going to enjoy that

I shouldn't be surprised given we opened a cricket court at the local park last year.

I knew something like that was going to be smuggled into your tale...

ecat = tale smuggler

eCat + sudden love for Indian food + his sensitive digestive system = bad news at some point

I'm guessing eCat's next project is going to be the construction of a tandoori oven...

heh...no

actually I don't have a sensitive stomach anymore. I'm on 40mg a day of some stuff that is slowly killing my kidneys but never gives me indigestion.

also I my bm's have been amazingly consistent, and by that I mean comparable to the same level of enjoyment a 50 year old man gets from "again, you just had it 3 days ago, ok, lets get it over with, I'm going out with my friends in an hour" sex

eCat has crossed the threshold into old age

2 sentences about medical stuff

1 sentence about pussy

Never eat at an Indian restaurant that's next door to an animal shelter.

crashcourse wrote:eCat has crossed the threshold into old age

2 sentences about medical stuff

1 sentence about pussy

LOL