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Post by kaybli on Jun 16, 2023 16:54:02 GMT -5
I never watch the news so I was unaware until your post. Thanks for thinking of me, but I am physically fine (mentally is always up in the air, waiting for the coin toss). I looked up the damage, and it seems to be near the Texas Panhandle. Far away from me. A couple nights ago, I was awakened by the air horn warning for tornados, but I just rolled over. When my sister hears the horn, she puts on a helmet and takes all the animals into the bathroom. I'm on the first floor of a four story apartment complex, so I figure, the tenants above me provide some buffer zone for damage. I suppose growing up with hurricanes, which can also supply tornadoes, in south Louisiana has inured me from panic to natural events. Either one is in danger or not, depending upon where one's freight is parked at the time. I do not tempt events - like chasing storms or playing golf outside during inclement weather - but I rarely worry. Similar to being on an an airplane. Why panic? There is nothing one can do but remain calm and watch everyone else emoting. I do appreciate the concern, Kay. You're a prince! The Panhandle has more than its share. I am inexplicably attracted to that vast and empty and often bleak area -- the Buddy Holly connection in Lubbock, The Big Texan (should be on everybody's list of ten restaurants to visit before you die), Cadillac Ranch, funky downtown Route 66 in Amarillo, Palo Duro Canyon -- it clears your head. And apropos of nothing Rizz but I keep meaning to ask -- are you familiar with a book called "To Have And Have Another" by Philip Greene? It chronicles all of the drinking in Hemingway's works. I just discovered it. Every cocktail, every variety of wine, every beer -- it's in there. I've seen similar compilations of food, drink and cars for James Bond, but this is the first I noticed this for Papa. When I recently read "Francis Macomber" at your recommendation, in the first paragraph they were drinking gimlets, which immediately dates the story. Maybe Desousa can tell us if gimlets were being ordered during his bartending days. I would be a bit surprised if they were, but different regions have different proclivities. Did you see the section of I-95 that collapsed near Philly pipps? Is that affecting you at all? |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 17:55:55 GMT -5
Did you see the section of I-95 that collapsed near Philly pipps? Is that affecting you at all? Oh, it's completely unavoidable if you live here. It hasn't affected me yet because I haven't headed north on I-95, but it's very disruptive. It certainly affects my brother, whose office is just north of the collapse. He has to take a very annoying roundabout way to get to work. Given Philly's history with public works, they ought to be able to outdo the Big Dig in Boston for extending the repair time. It will probably be lifetime employment for some of those guys. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 18:05:58 GMT -5
You make an excellent case for taking a road trip to the Texas Panhandle. Unfortunately, I am not familiar with "To Have And Have Another" but I will keep a look out. Just took a glance at my nearby Half Price Books stores, but they do not have it in stock. Gimlets make me think of Major General Smedley Darlington Butler, "The Fighting Quaker," who at the time of his death was the most decorated Marine in United States' history. Another sobriquet given to him by his men was "Old Gimlet Eye," as he tenaciously led his troops despite a 104 degree malaria induced fever. Please have a look at his (free on-line) treatise "War Is A Racket" circa 1935. It is only about 30 odd pages and still quite relevant today. Old Gimlet Eye is from your neck of the woods, born in West Chester, Pennsylvania. After retirement, he resided in Newtown Township, Delaware County, and he is buried in Oaklands Cemetery in West Goshen Township, Pennsylvania. He is one of the most colorful, principled, and interesting beings ever to walk the planet. At one time, Butler was approached to lead a military coup to overthrow FDR and establish a Fascist dictatorship. This was referred to as the Business Plot, which was backed by a team of uber-wealthy industrialists. They approached the wrong military man at the wrong time. A generation later they would have found the likes of General Curtis LeMay, who sat smoking a cigar overseeing the botched autopsy of John F. Kennedy. The two pathologists chosen to perform the procedure were administrators who had never before performed a forensic autopsy of a shooting victim. The orderlies in the room, once retired and more than two decades later, stated that men in suits in the room would occasionally lean into the physicians and tell them, "That's enough of there. Move on." The brain was ordered to be preserved for further study; however, JFK's brain disappeared in 1966 and has never been relocated. The pathologist who took notes of the autopsy later admitted to destroying them by burning them in his home's fireplace. Oh, I am very aware of Smedley Butler. Anyone who has any history in this part of the country is. I went to school with his grandson Robert and his mother's side, the Darlingtons, are one of the most prominent families in this area. A couple of them had (and one still has) big dairy farms on the road I grew up on, about two miles from our house. Very sweet people. I agree that Smedley Butler was very principled and that his general attitude toward war profiteering is as valid today as it was in his time, or anybody's time for that matter. I do think his views on some things were a bit out there -- that Business Plot deal seemed to me very sketchy, although I might be wrong. I do know that while the Roosevelt Administration was happy to use him for its own purposes, when he aligned himself with Huey Long and later the pre-World War II isolationists, they had no further use for him. I do admire him in many ways, but I think he could be a bit naive. But I am no expert on him by any means. |
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Post by inger on Jun 16, 2023 18:14:32 GMT -5
He is a prince. I know because he sent me a note once. Something about being stranded in Ethiopia with no access to his billion dollar inheritance. If I sent him $200 in gift cards from Walmart he would share with me when he gets the funds. It’s only been 22 years ago, so I’m sure he’s still working on it… I still need your credit card number to proceed inger. OU812…🤓 |
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Post by inger on Jun 16, 2023 18:31:01 GMT -5
You make an excellent case for taking a road trip to the Texas Panhandle. Unfortunately, I am not familiar with "To Have And Have Another" but I will keep a look out. Just took a glance at my nearby Half Price Books stores, but they do not have it in stock. Gimlets make me think of Major General Smedley Darlington Butler, "The Fighting Quaker," who at the time of his death was the most decorated Marine in United States' history. Another sobriquet given to him by his men was "Old Gimlet Eye," as he tenaciously led his troops despite a 104 degree malaria induced fever. Please have a look at his (free on-line) treatise "War Is A Racket" circa 1935. It is only about 30 odd pages and still quite relevant today. Old Gimlet Eye is from your neck of the woods, born in West Chester, Pennsylvania. After retirement, he resided in Newtown Township, Delaware County, and he is buried in Oaklands Cemetery in West Goshen Township, Pennsylvania. He is one of the most colorful, principled, and interesting beings ever to walk the planet. At one time, Butler was approached to lead a military coup to overthrow FDR and establish a Fascist dictatorship. This was referred to as the Business Plot, which was backed by a team of uber-wealthy industrialists. They approached the wrong military man at the wrong time. A generation later they would have found the likes of General Curtis LeMay, who sat smoking a cigar overseeing the botched autopsy of John F. Kennedy. The two pathologists chosen to perform the procedure were administrators who had never before performed a forensic autopsy of a shooting victim. The orderlies in the room, once retired and more than two decades later, stated that men in suits in the room would occasionally lean into the physicians and tell them, "That's enough of there. Move on." The brain was ordered to be preserved for further study; however, JFK's brain disappeared in 1966 and has never been relocated. The pathologist who took notes of the autopsy later admitted to destroying them by burning them in his home's fireplace. Oh, I am very aware of Smedley Butler. Anyone who has any history in this part of the country is. I went to school with his grandson Robert and his mother's side, the Darlingtons, are one of the most prominent families in this area. A couple of them had (and one still has) big dairy farms on the road I grew up on, about two miles from our house. Very sweet people. I agree that Smedley Butler was very principled and that his general attitude toward war profiteering is as valid today as it was in his time, or anybody's time for that matter. I do think his views on some things were a bit out there -- that Business Plot deal seemed to me very sketchy, although I might be wrong. I do know that while the Roosevelt Administration was happy to use him for its own purposes, when he aligned himself with Huey Long and later the pre-World War II isolationists, they had no further use for him. I do admire him in many ways, but I think he could be a bit naive. But I am no expert on him by any means. You, Kaybli and Rizzuto took me on some familiar journeys. That freakish stretch of 1-95 was one that I always felt like I was driving into the middle of sandwich with a giant waiting to chomp down before I went through. Newtown Square, where I did some out of my territory sales when they fired another sales guy from Malvern (always just a short time after they hired them). Of course I’m familiar with the so-called neck of the woods you live in as well. One thing is escaping me is the road that I think pops out on 52 somewhere near Greenville that’s supposedly cursed, with all the trees leaning toward the road with exposed root along the raised bank along the road. It had to be close to your house. I was warned never to take it, so naturally I did. A bit of a freakish sight but I didn’t encounter any demons… Do you know the name of the road?… |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 18:41:40 GMT -5
Oh, I am very aware of Smedley Butler. Anyone who has any history in this part of the country is. I went to school with his grandson Robert and his mother's side, the Darlingtons, are one of the most prominent families in this area. A couple of them had (and one still has) big dairy farms on the road I grew up on, about two miles from our house. Very sweet people. I agree that Smedley Butler was very principled and that his general attitude toward war profiteering is as valid today as it was in his time, or anybody's time for that matter. I do think his views on some things were a bit out there -- that Business Plot deal seemed to me very sketchy, although I might be wrong. I do know that while the Roosevelt Administration was happy to use him for its own purposes, when he aligned himself with Huey Long and later the pre-World War II isolationists, they had no further use for him. I do admire him in many ways, but I think he could be a bit naive. But I am no expert on him by any means. You, Kaybli and Rizzuto took me on some familiar journeys. That freakish stretch of 1-95 was one that I always felt like I was driving into the middle of sandwich with a giant waiting to chomp down before I went through. Newtown Square, where I did some out of my territory sales when they fired another sales guy from Malvern (always just a short time after they hired them). Of course I’m familiar with the so-called neck of the woods you live in as well. One thing is escaping me is the road that I think pops out on 52 somewhere near Greenville that’s supposedly cursed, with all the trees leaning toward the road with exposed root along the raised bank along the road. It had to be close to your house. I was warned never to take it, so naturally I did. A bit of a freakish sight but I didn’t encounter any demons… Do you know the name of the road?… It's Cossart Road and I walk on it about four days a week. Not a mile from my house. I think the leaning trees are the result of Asplundh tree-trimming butchery. But yeah, I see people with out of state tags driving slowly through there all the time. |
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Post by inger on Jun 16, 2023 18:50:43 GMT -5
You, Kaybli and Rizzuto took me on some familiar journeys. That freakish stretch of 1-95 was one that I always felt like I was driving into the middle of sandwich with a giant waiting to chomp down before I went through. Newtown Square, where I did some out of my territory sales when they fired another sales guy from Malvern (always just a short time after they hired them). Of course I’m familiar with the so-called neck of the woods you live in as well. One thing is escaping me is the road that I think pops out on 52 somewhere near Greenville that’s supposedly cursed, with all the trees leaning toward the road with exposed root along the raised bank along the road. It had to be close to your house. I was warned never to take it, so naturally I did. A bit of a freakish sight but I didn’t encounter any demons… Do you know the name of the road?… It's Cossart Road and I walk on it about four days a week. Not a mile from my house. I think the leaning trees are the result of Asplundh tree-trimming butchery. But yeah, I see people with out of state tags driving slowly through there all the time. Thank you. I just couldn’t remember the name. I thought that with no trees on the opposite side of the road and the trees up on the bank the trees were simply leaning for the sunlight, but what do I know? … |
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Post by rizzuto on Jun 16, 2023 18:52:21 GMT -5
You make an excellent case for taking a road trip to the Texas Panhandle. Unfortunately, I am not familiar with "To Have And Have Another" but I will keep a look out. Just took a glance at my nearby Half Price Books stores, but they do not have it in stock. Gimlets make me think of Major General Smedley Darlington Butler, "The Fighting Quaker," who at the time of his death was the most decorated Marine in United States' history. Another sobriquet given to him by his men was "Old Gimlet Eye," as he tenaciously led his troops despite a 104 degree malaria induced fever. Please have a look at his (free on-line) treatise "War Is A Racket" circa 1935. It is only about 30 odd pages and still quite relevant today. Old Gimlet Eye is from your neck of the woods, born in West Chester, Pennsylvania. After retirement, he resided in Newtown Township, Delaware County, and he is buried in Oaklands Cemetery in West Goshen Township, Pennsylvania. He is one of the most colorful, principled, and interesting beings ever to walk the planet. At one time, Butler was approached to lead a military coup to overthrow FDR and establish a Fascist dictatorship. This was referred to as the Business Plot, which was backed by a team of uber-wealthy industrialists. They approached the wrong military man at the wrong time. A generation later they would have found the likes of General Curtis LeMay, who sat smoking a cigar overseeing the botched autopsy of John F. Kennedy. The two pathologists chosen to perform the procedure were administrators who had never before performed a forensic autopsy of a shooting victim. The orderlies in the room, once retired and more than two decades later, stated that men in suits in the room would occasionally lean into the physicians and tell them, "That's enough of there. Move on." The brain was ordered to be preserved for further study; however, JFK's brain disappeared in 1966 and has never been relocated. The pathologist who took notes of the autopsy later admitted to destroying them by burning them in his home's fireplace. Oh, I am very aware of Smedley Butler. Anyone who has any history in this part of the country is. I went to school with his grandson Robert and his mother's side, the Darlingtons, are one of the most prominent families in this area. A couple of them had (and one still has) big dairy farms on the road I grew up on, about two miles from our house. Very sweet people. I agree that Smedley Butler was very principled and that his general attitude toward war profiteering is as valid today as it was in his time, or anybody's time for that matter. I do think his views on some things were a bit out there -- that Business Plot deal seemed to me very sketchy, although I might be wrong. I do know that while the Roosevelt Administration was happy to use him for its own purposes, when he aligned himself with Huey Long and later the pre-World War II isolationists, they had no further use for him. I do admire him in many ways, but I think he could be a bit naive. But I am no expert on him by any means. I should have known that the Forrest Gump of HeAmyHa would have no more than two degrees of separation from The Gimlet Eye. As to the Business Plot, the media certainly sold it as sketchy, mostly because the industrialists named by Butler all denied their culpability and many of their cronies owned radio and newspapers; however, the final report of the House of Representatives committee confirmed much of Butler's testimony. There was a time when conspiracy was simply a word with a legal context, in which two or more individuals were complicit in an illegal endeavor. But, to paraphrase George Carlin, "There need not be a conspiracy when like-minded individuals of similar social strata have similar self-interests." I find it difficult to believe that someone of Butler's conviction and character would concoct such a story. The Huey Long assassination is a story for another time. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 19:03:11 GMT -5
It's Cossart Road and I walk on it about four days a week. Not a mile from my house. I think the leaning trees are the result of Asplundh tree-trimming butchery. But yeah, I see people with out of state tags driving slowly through there all the time. Thank you. I just couldn’t remember the name. I thought that with no trees on the opposite side of the road and the trees up on the bank the trees were simply leaning for the sunlight, but what do I know? … You really were all over the area Inger. Cossart Road isn't much wider than a driveway. Jim Kaat's ex-wife Linda used to own the Fairville Inn, which is very near to where Cossart joins 52. Malvern was part of my general stomping grounds in my youth. Dated a girl from Immaculata, which is near there. |
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Post by inger on Jun 16, 2023 19:17:00 GMT -5
Thank you. I just couldn’t remember the name. I thought that with no trees on the opposite side of the road and the trees up on the bank the trees were simply leaning for the sunlight, but what do I know? … You really were all over the area Inger. Cossart Road isn't much wider than a driveway. Jim Kaat's ex-wife Linda used to own the Fairville Inn, which is very near to where Cossart joins 52. Malvern was part of my general stomping grounds in my youth. Dated a girl from Immaculata, which is near there. I stopped in at the little strip mall over on 52 a couple of times, too. Just a curiosity stop… I love driving little driveway-like roads, so every time I had an opportunity I’d jump across Cossart Road. I also would sometimes (pretty often actually) take the Canal Road across from Chesapeake City, MD to Middletown, DE. On vacations I like to look at maps in advance and take little side routes without telling my wife. You guys also took me through the Texas Panhandle, evoking several memories. An Ostrich farm, a sign on westbound 40 (wonder if it’s still there). It was hand painted and not neatly, “Last McDonald’s for 150 miles”. If that had been Dollar General, it would have been even more shocking. That sign actually should have said “Last anything for 150 miles.” Also recalled my 20.5 hour, 1200 mile straight through drive, stopping only for gas and snacks to eat behind the wheel. Shamrock, TX to Paris, KY. Got home at 3AM. The worst was needing to stop for gas when I was in Paris because I didn’t have enough to limp home. Stopping just broke my focus and made that last 5-6 mile a living, torturous journey… |
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Post by kaybli on Jun 16, 2023 19:43:57 GMT -5
Did you see the section of I-95 that collapsed near Philly pipps? Is that affecting you at all? Oh, it's completely unavoidable if you live here. It hasn't affected me yet because I haven't headed north on I-95, but it's very disruptive. It certainly affects my brother, whose office is just north of the collapse. He has to take a very annoying roundabout way to get to work. Given Philly's history with public works, they ought to be able to outdo the Big Dig in Boston for extending the repair time. It will probably be lifetime employment for some of those guys. Yikes that sucks. My brother has a wedding to attend to in Philly this weekend. Traffic's going to be a pain for him. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 19:47:55 GMT -5
Oh, it's completely unavoidable if you live here. It hasn't affected me yet because I haven't headed north on I-95, but it's very disruptive. It certainly affects my brother, whose office is just north of the collapse. He has to take a very annoying roundabout way to get to work. Given Philly's history with public works, they ought to be able to outdo the Big Dig in Boston for extending the repair time. It will probably be lifetime employment for some of those guys. Yikes that sucks. My brother has a wedding to attend to in Philly this weekend. Traffic's going to be a pain for him. I think they have the re-routing pretty well in place. And traffic won't be as bad over the weekend. Is he going into the city itself? |
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Post by kaybli on Jun 16, 2023 20:07:37 GMT -5
Yikes that sucks. My brother has a wedding to attend to in Philly this weekend. Traffic's going to be a pain for him. I think they have the re-routing pretty well in place. And traffic won't be as bad over the weekend. Is he going into the city itself? No I dont think so. Not 100 percent sure though. He's visiting me from LA but went to see a friend tonight so I can't ask him right now. We've played lots of hard fought MLB the Show.  |
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Post by pippsheadache on Jun 16, 2023 20:17:17 GMT -5
I think they have the re-routing pretty well in place. And traffic won't be as bad over the weekend. Is he going into the city itself? No I dont think so. Not 100 percent sure though. He's visiting me from LA but went to see a friend tonight so I can't ask him right now. We've played lots of hard fought MLB the Show. Depending on where he is going, he could just stay on the Jersey side until he gets to either the Ben Franklin Bridge or the Walt Whitman Bridge and avoid the mess. Of course everyone else on the NJ side will be doing the same thing. |
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Post by kaybli on Jun 16, 2023 20:26:38 GMT -5
No I dont think so. Not 100 percent sure though. He's visiting me from LA but went to see a friend tonight so I can't ask him right now. We've played lots of hard fought MLB the Show. Depending on where he is going, he could just stay on the Jersey side until he gets to either the Ben Franklin Bridge or the Walt Whitman Bridge and avoid the mess. Of course everyone else on the NJ side will be doing the same thing. Yea true. Funny story. Back before GPS whenever I get lost in Philly I ended up on the Ben Franklin Bridge. Drive around in circles for half an hour oh look back on the Ben Franklin Bridge! I hate that damn bridge!  |
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