coachg
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You need to get out man , winter , cabin fever about to get you .
You need to get out man , winter , cabin fever about to get you .
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Future Donor
Yes, she comes from long line of rawhide dogbone producersIs it Wagyu?
I was thinking something like that but I wasn't gonna say it...Yes, she comes from long line of rawhide dogbone producers
Wasn't sure by looking at the ears . Figured she didn't have in Brahma in her .View attachment 41335
Future Donor
Yes Her ears were too long , I had my healer trim them back,for the photo..Wasn't sure by looking at the ears . Figured she didn't have in Brahma in her .
Do I spy a net wrap barrel outside the fence?
I only spy a sweet girl, doing fun stuff at that age.Do I spy a net wrap barrel outside the fence?
I can empathize a bit. When I was a younger man there was a missing man here, suspected murder.I never played with barrels (or steel drums) They all came straight from the humble oil refinery dad worked at and were always covered in markings revealing their previous contents like tar, or benzene or acid, and other dangerous chemicals.
I was already leery of closed up steel drums and then arrived in RVN and saw there were about 150 big pallets, each with 3 strapped down 55 gal drums of napalm about 150 yards from where i slept and 75 yards from my work area and they stayed there for 2-3 months till big trucks came one afternoon and hauled them off to 'somewhere. There presence didn't make me feel comfortable at all.
They were left over from something called Thrash Light that took place 2 months before I arrived.
Very proud of you and thank you for your service. I was 11 55 years ago and my dad had served in Korea. He kept hoping the "Conflict" would end before i got old enough to have to go. It did.79 years ago today.
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Also a very important date for me. I took my very first real airplane ride 55 years ago today, taking a shiny city bus across Houston, just as the sun was setting, then boarding at Houston's only airport back then Hobby international. Near midnight that night, got off the plane, boarded another bus, but a rather dingy looking, smoke belching haze gray thing, and stepped off a bit later, with a bunch of yelling and screaming onto these. (only a few here will recognize what they are or have stood on them) :
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I don't remember much about the plane ride, but very much remember the bus ride across Houston, with the sunset barely still visible as we rode along the high bridge over the ship channel and the city skyline stretching out before us, wondering what was in store...
It was nearly midnight when I stepped onto those now famous footprints and would not sleep until late the next night. Haircuts, shots, uniforms, packing our civilian clothes in a cardboard box, 'marching(didybopping)' to another area in our skivvies, and getting assigned a quonset hut barracks and footlocker to quickly stow our new clothes in, then get dressed in uniform for the 1st time and going to our first classes, then back into a formation of sorts and beginning our PT and close order drill training. Sometime in that long long day, our 1st chow line for breakfast, lunch and an evening meal.
9 weeks later, including a week at rifle range at Camp Pendleton's Edson Range, I was/still am, a US Marine.
Where oh where, did 55 years go??