tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post116068718802162897..comments2023-10-24T05:05:24.143-07:00Comments on BULLET HOLES IN THE MAILBOX: THE "GULLYWAMPUS" STRIKES AGAIN!Bulletholeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09331404499950190378noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-1160773181941047412006-10-13T13:59:00.000-07:002006-10-13T13:59:00.000-07:00moi- What a great lookin' spot- I can almost smell...moi- What a great lookin' spot- I can almost smell the Bacon!<BR/>Steve; looks like you do some serious business over at the razer!bulletholeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13681107556161747976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-1160766318153369772006-10-13T12:05:00.000-07:002006-10-13T12:05:00.000-07:00Steve, we used to play "Army" jump out of the barn...Steve, we used to play "Army" jump out of the barn loft with toy guns blazing and "dying" several times during our imaginary gunfights. The key word back then (50s) was "imaginary"---we knew it was all make believe. We've become jaded to violence everywhere and the line between reality and fiction is blurred.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for your comments.Stephen Newtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17767676630877766717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-1160763316445824732006-10-13T11:15:00.000-07:002006-10-13T11:15:00.000-07:00Great story. I enjoyed your blog and will be back....Great story. I enjoyed your blog and will be back. Thanks for the link to the song.Stephen Newtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17767676630877766717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35136026.post-1160755504550780712006-10-13T09:05:00.000-07:002006-10-13T09:05:00.000-07:00I love it! It's all part of our upbringing and ou...I love it! It's all part of our upbringing and our parents' friends had a profound effect on us, filling our childhood memories. My dad belonged to a fishing club with all his buddies and he took us up in the summers when we were 4 with his buddies and their kids. He'd set up our lines and I loved to look in his tacklebox and ogle the lures as if they were jewels in a jewellery box! The best of course, was a "Williams Wobbler" because it shone silver and Williams was our last name!!!<BR/>(I still go to the camp as my husband now belongs...see some posts in Aug. if you ever want a peek at the log cabins)Mother of Inventionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797365678860039018noreply@blogger.com