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You obviously don't read enough threads around here....
You are not above anything. Youre in the thick of it.I was accused of being on a mountain top.....does that
count........
The mountain top analogy might have had more to do with my subconscious recalling of numerous other members picturing you with a banjo and straw of hay hanging out of your mouth while your grandkids wait for the inevitable muttering of words "Back in the good ol days...."
I assure, it was subconscious.
You obviously don't read enough threads around here....
Tell you a little story, nothing to do with this thread. But
I was going through Detroit on my way to Port Huron, I was
on Grand Ave, I think. I had a small baby at the time, we
were on our way to Canada and had friends in Port Huron.
Anyhow the little one started raising cain because she was
hungry and it was rush hour. Anyhow I pulled over at
a bar and walked in with a baby bottle, I was all of about
23 at the time and the bartender came over to me and
ask what I would have and I ask him if he would fill the
bottle with milk and warm it up and after the laughter
died down from all the patrons he did just that, filled it
up and warmed it for me. No charge if I remember
correctly. So it wasn't always a SS. I have some good
memories of it.
Meh, it's always been like this. It's a rumpus room first, with the occasional nugget of insight that is well worth the wait. Sometimes it takes a few partisan crazies to lead others back to the center.
I think people are, once again, confusing you with Moses.I was accused of being on a mountain top.....does that
count........
I don't think so.............but thanks for a good laugh
he doesn't even have 200 posts, he's nobody
Yes it was a good place once, and I sincerely dont mean to date you, but that was looooong before I was born.
My father, uncles, aunts, etc still tell stories of when they were growing up, when everyone actually lived in the City of Detroit. But when they were about 15 years old, it all went to . The Great White Flight as they call it.
You used to see bumper stickers saying "If youre the last one out, turn the lights off" with a picture of I-75 and the skyline behind a car.
Wow, got me there. I just don't have enough posts yet to know how to make effective arguements. Maybe if I run to the club and post a picture or say "yeah, i agree" 5000 times I'll have a leg to stand on.
This was a pretty good Kum-bah-yah thread -- for awhile.
Youre obviously new. I wont spoil it this time, fellas....
Yeah, it was a long time ago, but in my mind it isn't.
Now you know why I say times were not that bad then.
And I do long for them sometimes. It was a simple life
in many ways, but we still faced the same problems
that everyone faces today. Money was short but
prices were reasonable. Chuck roast was .39 cents a
pound and so on and forth. My first child cost me
$75.00 for the doctor, the whole nine months and the
hospital bill was about 65.00 dollars and it really wasn't
that long ago. 1950. It was a lot in those days, but
the doctor would let you pay it out and the hospital the
same. Of course I think I made about 3500 a year
back then. Funny thing, dimm-o-craps were in charge
and I paid taxes on that. Not a lot, but I paid. I could
go back a dig out some of my old tax forms, yeah, I
still have them, I think. I throw nothing away.
I fail to believe you experience anything nearing what we humans call "emotion". So save the depressed emoticon.This was a pretty good Kum-bah-yah thread -- for awhile.
Saw some of the comments on you joining the discussion.
Just be advised, you too will be making those never
ending childish points.
But welcome to the group. Enjoy and join in. We may not
agree but, what the heck, we can always make
never ending childish comments about yours/my post...
Damn xray, I didn't realize you were actually that old. I need to treat you with a little more respect (I did say "a little," right?).
No problem, I may be getting a little long in the tooth,
but I can still type and raise a little bit of cane. And
still have visions of grandeur ever so often.....if you get
my drift.....
Thats the second time youve used the phrase "raising Cain".No problem, I may be getting a little long in the tooth,
but I can still type and raise a little bit of cane. And
still have visions of grandeur ever so often.....if you get
my drift.....
oooooo, 1950! Want to go to the malt shop? She can wear your letter sweater. It'll be dreamy!
j/k with ya
Did you miss the other statement about grandeur?
you feel pain?
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