alacowman1
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Me too ,love fall but that's as deep as I want to get..I hate cold weather, if it gets below 50 degrees the weather man post hard freeze warning.
Me too ,love fall but that's as deep as I want to get..I hate cold weather, if it gets below 50 degrees the weather man post hard freeze warning.
I like living in KY where I can experience all the seasons. I can't imagine living where hot or cold weather was dominant. I really enjoy them all. By the time one is coming to an end, I'm ready for the next one. I wouldn't want to live in a place where it felt like summer in December or it was cool in July. Autumn is my favorite.Me too ,love fall but that's as deep as I want to get..
Why stop there..... shoot for 100.I plan to live until I'm 88 or 90. I want my children at my funeral, throw me in a box, look at me, no preachers no need for anybody to do any speech nothing nice to say about me so move along.... play some music thats not acceptable and have a horse drag me up the hill to the cemetery throw me in the hole. I want to be at this cemetery on top the hill that over looks the river. Simple.
Have gofundme out the booty than go blow the money on some stupid.
I like living in KY where I can experience all the seasons. I can't imagine living where hot or cold weather was dominant. I really enjoy them all. By the time one is coming to an end, I'm ready for the next one. I wouldn't want to live in a place where it felt like summer in December or it was cool in July. Autumn is my favorite.
Are you sure it was the pointer finger?
Why stop there..... shoot for 100.
I get it, but if you're green, it could be a sign of a medical condition.Yea that would be strange after years of 4 seasons changing. My brother living in the mountains in Colorado its mostly snow year around except 2-3 months and they aren't what I'd call summer. Not my cup of tea but if it works for others that mean less people cramming up my hood. I don't love living in Kentucky, don't hate it either. Never been anywhere I felt wow I'd love to move here and call this home. Been many places I really like none I wanted to raise a family. I thought I wanted to move to Arizona or Oregon a few times. I didn't know Oregon was considered racist in most areas. We get enough of that round here. I guess generally speaking maybe there are alot of areas still like that. I like a mixture. I don't want my children growing up never seeing other races or being racist. I don't care if you black white purple green if your a good person that's all that matters and I even like some bad ones. I used to really like the bad boys. Than comes a time you have to grow up. Some do some don't.
I get it, but if you're green, it could be a sign of a medical condition.
I should have highlighted the part of your post I was referring to about your not caring if someone is black, white, purple, or green. I just get a kick out of when people make that point, they always throw in a color or two that isn't an actual skin color. Well, it's not unless you are the hulk or from Star Trek.Seriously took me a minute to figure out who's green or what was green. well duh!!
People come in various shades, but mostly uniform throughout. Probably a good thing that people do not come in the color patterns that cows do. Spotting gene, roan, black baldie, white blaze on the face, brindle. Parents would not want chrome on their kids. Zebu characteristics - definitely would be a disadvantage to those big ears.I should have highlighted the part of your post I was referring to about your not caring if someone is black, white, purple, or green. I just get a kick out of when people make that point, they always throw in a color or two that isn't an actual skin color. Well, it's not unless you are the hulk or from Star Trek.
Been there, seen it done, but it was because the deceased had no insurance, no $$ and not much close family. We did all pitch in and pay for the coffin and had a short memorial service at the grave yard with the coffin still on the tailgate of the truck and we had purchased a burial plot way out in the corner that evidently, no one else wanted but someone decided "we' would dig the hole ourselves after the service. It was August, hot as the blazes, not a breeze in the air or a cloud in sight, near Dallas Tx and the ground was harder than a hooker's heart. Out of the same pickup that served as the hearse, we got out our digging implements. Shovels, sharpshooters, picks. We finally got it deep enough, long enough and almost wide enough when the deceased man's twin brother said 'Enough!', drug the coffin over into the hole and it got stuck 1/2 way down the hole on a troublesome mesquite tree root. The brother (my 2nd cousin) stepped down on top of the coffin lid, jumped up and down a few times and on down it went. We said a prayer, wiped the sweat off our faces and covered ol cuz up.The owner of the florist shop was such a sweet lady I'm so glad we went there. She told us the story about the family putting the coffin in the Dad's old truck and driving it to the cemetery. I just loved that.
Been there, seen it done, but it was because the deceased had no insurance, no $$ and not much close family. We did all pitch in and pay for the coffin and had a short memorial service at the grave yard with the coffin still on the tailgate of the truck and we had purchased a burial plot way out in the corner that evidently, no one else wanted but someone decided "we' would dig the hole ourselves after the service. It was August, hot as the blazes, not a breeze in the air or a cloud in sight, near Dallas Tx and the ground was harder than a hooker's heart. Out of the same pickup that served as the hearse, we got out our digging implements. Shovels, sharpshooters, picks. We finally got it deep enough, long enough and almost wide enough when the deceased man's twin brother said 'Enough!', drug the coffin over into the hole and it got stuck 1/2 way down the hole on a troublesome mesquite tree root. The brother (my 2nd cousin) stepped down on top of the coffin lid, jumped up and down a few times and on down it went. We said a prayer, wiped the sweat off our faces and covered ol cuz up.
I've buried lots of things in my life but that's the first, last and only human I ever dug the hole for.
I'm not trying to be disrespectful, I know it's not appropriate and it's probably more the way the story is told but I can't stop laughing.
A friend who lived in a very rural remote place in Eastern Oregon was called on to dig a grave for an old local guy who had passed. Two of them went to a grave yard with a backhoe. Picked an empty spot and started digging. They hit something solid. My friend jumped down in the hole to find out what they hit. It was a metal coffin with lots of ornate figures of dragons and such on the lid. They covered it back up and picked another site to dig. They went back later with a steel marker they made that read "China man grave."
Lots of the old graves just had a wooden marker which are long since gone. And most of these old graveyards have little or no maintenance.