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2GF: Here's the first batch, no M9's yet. Thanks for the tunes Uncle Bill.
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Dang Johnny!
I see a couple wire cutters in there.
And some stuff I ain' t never seen....
 

Johnny, this is awesome!!!!! I have no where near your collection!!! I think I saw a couple WWII bayonets!!! A fantastic collection buddy!!! I have a couple knives, Johnny has a museum display!!!
 

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Some "OLD MUSIC"

for Jeff....



Came out in 1976, back when I was DJ at the block parties.

Yeah, I had an Afro, (natural) wore bell bottoms and could groove with ALL the cats.
It wasn't a party unless I was there spinning my discs.

We would get together on a Saturday night, close off a cul-de-sac, have a couple of kegs and "laissez les bon temps roulez!!"

Ah, those were the days, my Friends....

Best,

Scott
 

Also, about that time, a popular band was, "The Average White Band."



My Friends' color or ethnicity make no difference to me.
I was one of the only "white" people to be welcome in a socially closed group of that era....

Once, years ago, I met up with a poor Black family in Georgia.
I don't remember particulars, only the general time period.
Anyway, I was picking up aluminum cans and saw a guy who was employed in the same endeavors as I.
He didn't have as many cans as I did, but, we struck up a conversation and decided to pool our resources.
After we cashed in our bounty, he invited me to share a meal with him and his Family.
I agreed.

We went to his home, that he shared with his Mom and 3 siblings.
Well, before dinner, we had to gather some greens from their meager garden....

Friends, I know of hard times but I have never really had to provide for anyone else but myself.
We gathered the greens and, with the can money, we were able to buy a fresh chicken and a bag of rice.
His Mama got out her cast iron skillet and performed magic!

A meal that I'll never forget.....

After the dinner, he brought out an old, beat-up guitar....
I tuned it as best that I could and played simple tunes and we made up words to accompany the chords.
After awhile,
As it was getting late,
I bid the Family Good Wishes, and went into the night, to try to find my way for another day....

Even today, I sit at my Friend's house to share a Thanksgiving meal.
Yes, he is Black.
And I am White.
Does it matter?
We are both Men created by the same God.
We are equal.
Any questions?

My Friends always fondly called me, "AWB."
"Average White Boy."
Think about it...

The protests of Viet-Nam, racial unrest, Nixon just resigned as President.....
A very turbulent time in American history.

Yet, ole Scotty cruised along with his music.
I learned to play some chords on a piano, after teaching myself how to play a guitar right-handed,
started writing down words in a notebook, to put some of those chords to,
and have only looked back with fondness as to where I am today.

Have you ever walked along a road, hitch-hiking, while playing a guitar?
I have.

So, If you don't like my music......Get the funk outta my face. Dig?

Scott

Some Kansas and Steve Walsh...


Listen to the words...It is my story.....

I cannot forget whence my education comes from.
Nor can I forget my Friends.

More importantly, I must remember my enemies...
for they plan for my demise 24-7....
Yet, they have no idea whom they fark with....

Bring it!

I'm "Locked and loaded!"
Come git ya some of this....

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"You look scared.
I've looked into the eyes of many...
I see fear in your eyes.
Don't play me.....
Well, I guess that we've all been scared once in our life.
But, now, your being scared is real.
If you attempt to draw, you will die.
I'm standing before you now because I can.
I have never lost."

Do you feel "Lucky?"

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"Well, Punk, do you feel lucky?"

Time to throw some rounds through my pistols.....Dig?
 

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Some 15 or more dock doors....
None have a number above them.

However, Scotty has the solution.

From home, I brought number "stickiers"
Yeah, no one said that it was needed,
But, yet Ole Scotty saw the need.

I provide solutions.

That's how I was named Employee of the month after less than 6 months on the job.....
I stay busy, Dig?

I look for things to do.

Now, I guess that I'll take the long way home...


Won't you join me?

A simple journey...
Yet far away.

Our destination is HOME!



Scott
 

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Scott I have a lot of respect for those of you that can play music ( OV) my brain isn’t wired that way...... it fascinates me. You know where to put your fingers on a guitar and and you get it right! Imagine a 2 hour concert! I
 

i tried learning the guitar i just can't do it like you said togreenfeet its hard where to put your fingers
 

Joke of the day — A local drug dealer started dressing up as a Jehovah’s Witness so he wouldn’t arouse suspicion.

He got arrested after the police saw people actually letting him in
 

Gold boy, I can’t do it either. When I was a kid my sister taught me a few on the piano. I’d forget in 5 minutes. Haha
 

So a Jehovah’s Witness came to my house last week. I have signs posted that read “ Private property, no solicitation, loitering or trespassing” Grampa we have solicitors....... I opened the door. Two JW. Excuse me son can you read? Yes. Then you read my clearly posted not one but two signs? He says “ I’m not soliciting “ No, but you are TRESSPASSING and I don’t forgive those who trespass against me.Do me a favor, turn to your right. What for? Well I’m now running you through my facial recognition software to see if you have a record, are wanted, or have your face on record for anything. Yes I’m keeping and distributing your photo. Oh sir you can’t do that. Really oh yes I can and I did. I have already called the cops and because you are trespassing....... I am in fear for my life.....get it? They left tread marks as they departed. And of course I was lying my ass off........ but they don’t know........ hehe
 

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thanks for the laughs this did happen when i was in kindergarten i was playing on the play ground set when the class bully though it would be a great idea to try drag me off the set when he grabbed my ankles i set up and punched him hard in the face. i got in trouble he didn't still wondering what happened to that kid after that never did see him again
 

When people look at my hands and ask what happened I say, "It was in the Vietnam War and Quincy is the reason my hands are this way. My country called and I answered. But when you type 120 words per minute, you go where your needed. I was sitting at my desk in downtown Saigon, typing the morning reports when I started typing Quency's name the "Q" triggered a bomb planted in my IBM Selectric and BOOM! I had several stories like that including one or two to do with prostitutes.
 

I started collecting SAS weapons as well as other memorabilia, because of Ian Fleming. During WWII, Fleming was the Commander of 30 AU, the Royal Navy's Commando unit. The real story will never be known in my lifetime, because of the British Official Secret Act, it is sealed for one hundred years. Two movies that I know of "Spymaker: The Secret Life of Ian Fleming" and "Fleming: The Man Who Would be Bond" give a hint of what it could been. You could also check out the Rat Patrol and other related WWII Desert Movies and TV shows. 30 AU was the Commando unit operating there. There were a lot of comments made about what the navy was doing in the desert. And along the way you can find where he got the titles for his books.
 

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