CRISPINS CRITTERS

This song has always been a favorite of mine...for years. Listening to it tonight, I realized how eerily close it is to my best friend Jeff. He passed about a year and a half ago in a motorcycle accident. It is a loss I will never quite get over, though I’ve learned to accept it. If it wasn’t for Jeff, I would be in a very bad place today.
Years ago he was my brother in law, at the time he asked me to move out to California after I graduated high school and he would help me get started in life. Please understand I came from a very, very poor background and I honestly thought I had no chance at ever having a future, or anything but a life of misery and despair.
He did just that, got me started, and taught me how to make money out of seemingly thin air...he had a talent for making money and was a money making machine. We had some good times over the years!! In 2002 I thought I wanted to move back to maine and buy some acreage and build a house, so I did. I met my wife, and started a family. Jeff and I didn’t speak as often over the years as we naturally got busy with life. He and my sister divorced.
Then a few years ago he called me out of the blue and from that point on we spoke every night on the phone and he made a couple trips to maine. He was getting ready to retire and he purchased a five acre piece of land one door down from my house in our private development. He was going to build a new home there. I got his septic design and permit and the last trip out here we were busy clearing the land for the septic install as well as getting his cabin cruiser ready for the water to go on a mooring he purchased in the harbor next to my mooring. It was to be his place to stay while building the next summer. About a month or so after returning to Southern California I spoke to him on the phone for about a hour as usual. He was very excited about his boat and land. I fell asleep and a couple hours later got a call that stopped time. He had been killed at his exit on the 15 freeway...his roommate who I had never talked to called me. A young kid who had just gone through his own divorce. He had been on the phone with Jeff and told him to hurry up as he needed the gate pass to get in. Jeff didn’t make it home. That kid lost it on the phone with me. He had already identified the body at the wreckage. I hope I was actually comforting to him, even though I was in shock thousands of miles away...

Rest In Peace Jeff!!

 

New edition to the family. Quick shot, better pics will follow... I wish there were more hours in the day!

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Nice!! A rust free car I’m sure! 350 small block?

No it has a little rust which I'm addressing when I have time. It's going into the pole barn/shop. 1992. 305 TBI (throttle body injection)
I wish it had the 350! then it would be a TPI (tuned port injection) car My 89 year old Dad said I'm done driving, he backed in to a car.... other side has a scrape or three...
Added pic in the original post.
 

Two boys are arguing when the teacher enters the classroom. The teacher says, “What are you two arguing about?”

One boy answers, “We found a ten-dollar bill and decided whoever tells the biggest lie gets to keep it.”

“You two should be ashamed of yourselves,” said the teacher. “When I was your age, I didn’t even know what a lie was.”

The boys looked at each other and handed the ten dollars to the teacher.
 

Argggh.
Sorry to read about your bud Diesel. A good thing ,you two crossing paths when you did.

After so much of my life being broke while still working hard and moonlighting to boot.... I have more than lint in my pocket.
Been putting a will together though not at an age where I have to , according to some. Having been too close to gone once , I figure it needs doing. What a mess though when I've not kept up on everything......
So far my second ex wife who I would not hand a cent to , was in line for at least 65 grand......See what I mean?:BangHead:
 

diesel,

Sorry about your loss, but glad you have fond memories to remember him by. Life marches on so we all have to roll with the punches thrown our way.
 



One of our favorite flicks when we started this damn war in Iraq.....
 



You’ve gone too far when you mess with da man with no eyes!!!
 

these signs are funny:laughing7:
 

Scotty!!
See that guitar?
Damn!!!!!!!!!!



You're talking about that double-neck?
I agree!
That is one smooth looking axe!

I can't tell by looking at it....they don't show it long enough for an ID, but it sure sounds like a Gibson....
Dual Humbucker pick-ups?

I've been a fan of the group from way back when they were Jefferson Airplane!



Now, THERE is some great guitars!

Hope you are well, OV!

Best,

Scott
 

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