UNUSAL PHOTOS FROM AROUND MY HOME TOWN..

Hey, honey where is my bike?? Dear you never ride it but it's out in the front yard.




I just installed my new Bass
mailbox. Just let someone hit it with a baseball bat.

GAS WAR.....1959.

I know we all are feeling the effects of high gas prices. And we though they were high back in the day at 19.9 per gallon. OK, not all of you go back that far??. While in high school 19.9 was what we paid for a gallon of gas. For $1.00 you could drive a week or more. Man, those were the good old days, little did we know how good at the time.
I had enrolled in college at Murfreesboro,Tn. and was staying with my Aunt and Uncle and their two boys, Randy and Steven. My sleeping quarters was in the same room with the two boys. Little Steven had a problem, he was afraid of the dark and insisted on sleeping with the light on. Once he was asleep I would get up and turn the light out. If Steven woke up during the night he cried out and I would have to get up and turn the light back on. I soon found out it was better to sleep with the covers over my head as to try to out smart Steven.
My uncle J.B. was the manger of the local Red Ace Gas Station. He received a call from his boss that the station was going to start a Gas War for the week end. He told J.B. to lower the price of gas from 19.9 to .09.9 starting Friday morning and running till Monday morning. Uncle J. B. ask if I would help pump gas during this time and I was glad to help. Back then stations pumped your gas when you came into the pumps. They also washed your windshield, checked your tires for low air and put in oil if you needed it. We didn't know what self service was back in those days.
You can imagine the crowd of cars coming into the station that week end to fill up their tanks with that cheap gas. We were the only station in town with those low prices. The cars formed a long line while waiting to reach the pumps and the line ran for blocks. Tanker trucks were standing by to filled the in ground tanks out back as soon as we pumped them down low. To say that week end was a mad house is an under statement. Man did we sell the gas. That week end the gallons sold was a new record for the Red Ace Owner.
The old saying," What goes down will go up" was true, because Monday morning Mr. Red Ace called J.B. and told him to raise the price of gas to 24.9. I know the people weren't happy with the new gas price. Little did we know what a great deal that was at the time.
Today or tomorrow it's time to fill up her car and my truck. $3.99 here at present. Man, I wish it was 1959 again.

FOOD,FIREWORKS AND FRIENDS............

Each year on the forth of July my sister and her husband B.R. host a party for relatives and friends at their home. B.R. loves to build a campfire for roasting hot dogs and smores. Everyone brings their lawn chairs to set in the huge back yard enjoying the food and conversation and later the fireworks. B.R. really enjoys his fireworks displays after we all are full of food and drinks.
We were told not to bring anything but we brought hot dogs, buns, baked beans, and homemade brownies. It seemed like everyone brought something different. One of sis girls made a big pot of chili and it went good on the hot dogs. We wiped out most of the food during the night. B.R. is an advid hunter and learned a new way to fix a pie in an open fire. What did he just say? A pie in an open fire? Are you pulling their leg?? No, it's for real. B.R. found two Dutch oven black pots. These have a locking top. The ingredients are placed into the pots and they are placed into the open fire and covered with hot coals. Later that night B.R. brought the hot pots to the table and opened them up and my goodness, inside one was a blueberry cobbler and the other one was blackberry. Man. was B.R. smiling ear to ear. His pies were the hit of the night.
Later after dark had fallen it was time for the fireworks. B.R. had purchased two redneck fireworks packages. Sis, had everyone move a safe distance from where the fireworks were to be shot. Things went off great with the kids and adults clapping and yelling each time one lite up the night sky. Near the end, a near disaster happened. One of the displays accidentally set off another that was on the table and it came into the crowd striking B.R."s cousin on the ankle. Thank the LORD she wasn't injured very bad. Her husband joked that they talked about more life insurance and told B.R. next time don't make it  look so intentional.
The night turned out great but didn't look too promising early when we arrived as it was raining. The shower soon stopped. Sis, did an outstanding job in her efforts for the party with help from her two daughters. A great night by all that attended. We are still trying to figure out who the four people were that no one knew?? I'm sure they had a good time.