Well, having been born in 1934 I was around before any Polio v*****e was available. A first cousin was afflicted and wore a full leg brace all her life! I do not want that for my grandchildren! Just Sayin...RJS

Yes, she was a basset hound, and her name was Mildred! I do not remember just how we got this dog but am sure the folks that gave her to us were mighty happy to have her gone.
We were living in Irving, Texas at the time. At the end of the garage was a room for the washing machine, and some storage. This is where we kept Mildred at night, much to our regret. She chewed the wheels off the lawn mower and destroyed several other things. I had a new air conditioner unit and was wise enough to sit it on a table out of her reach until I could sell it.

On one holiday, we were back home at in Gainesville, Texas at my wife’s parents. Since they did not have a suitable place for Mildred, during the day she was chained to a tree in the yard.
Their house was on a corner lot. My mother-in-law noticed a car drive slowly by, then stop. What they were up to was hidden by a hedge and tree. They stole Mildred!
But, as luck would have it, the very next day they brought her back!

It wasn’t long before we moved to McAllen, Texas and you might think the troubles would have decreased, but they increased. She came into heat and every male dog in town was climbing over our fence to visit Mildred. We came home one evening and the backyard was full of visitors.
I yelled and threw a brick at the slower ones, only to knock a board off, so I had to fix that immediately.

Well, in the regulated time, she delivered her puppies, but most were dead. Only one had a chance of surviving.
She had tried to help its delivery with her teeth. I called a dentist friend. He came over with some needles and thread and we tried to save the little rascal by sewing up his wounds, but it was too late.

At other times, Mildred would get out in the middle of the city street and bay at the moon. Since at that time I was sleeping in black pajamas, I would run barefooted and catch her before she realized I was about.

Then, one summer my two older children were staying at a ranch/summer camp just out of Edinburg, Texas. They had a great time, and my son Brad wanted to stay another week. Well, that was fine with us, and would you guess, those fine folks said they were looking for another dog! I said have I got a deal for you! That is the very last time we ever saw that hound from Hell!
If I had ever shot a dog, it would have been Mildred! Just Sayin…RJS

That reminds me of a fishing trip we took off the end of the Mississippi River. I was leaving and this was a district party for us. We were fishing maybe 100 yards off the end of the jetties, and catching quite a few snappers. One of my guys left his rod and reel with the line in the water while he went to get a drink.
While he was gone, something hit the bait, jerked the rod and reel overboard! The captain said "well, that's $100!

But not 10 minutes later, another of our guys catches a snapper and it has the first fellow's hook in its mouth. We pulled it up and recovered the lost rod and reel! What a lucky break! Just Sayin...RJS

I really don't care what it is called! It can be 'Honey, it's on the table! Just Sayin...RJS

I can't imagine the individual's purpose in launching arrows, especially hunting arrows with razor heads toward a high population hotel. It would have been the same as launching arrows to land in someone's yard! Hunting arrows are supposed to have the name, address and phone # of the owner, and obviously these did not. Just Sayin...RJS

Nah! They poured the beer in the flower beds of the motel! What a waste! Just Sayin...RJS

There was an excellent archery range in Houston, all along the wooded bayou. By far the best I had ever seen. But some jackass shot some arrows across this bayou and the arrows landed on the lawn of a swanky hotel. The range was closed permanently! How stupid can you get? Just Sayin...RJS

Stephen: I realize my post was insulting and I apologize to you! However, do you think there are more than a handful of people like you that hold your position and opinion? Just Sayin...RJS

Since you did not show where you were travelling from, nor where you were planning on going, that makes it difficult.

As for as a shot in the dark, I would suggest going to Galveston and fishing the Boliver Pocket! It is a place bound by the Eastern most Jetty and the beach. This triangle is reasonably shallow quite a long distance from the shore and there is usually bait there and since the food is there, there will also be trout and maybe even Spanish Mackerel! I have caught as many as two limits, allowing me to cull my catch.

But be careful if you are wading. I had a friend who started fishing there, had made his first cast not even yet wading in the water. He said he hooked a trout that when it jumped he was sure it was his lifetime all around best. But when it was whipped and ready for him to grab, a gigantic shark came flying in and bit the trout completely in to, just behind its head! All my friend was left with was a bloody head and his lure. He was stunned, finally removed his lure, threw the head out as far as he could, turned around and went home! Just Sayin...RJS

As a ‘detail man’ or pharmaceutical representative, we had to be not only up to speed with product knowledge, but also quick with jokes and even short stories. That is if you wanted to be successful!

Since I had taken up archery, this was one of the key entrees I used to make witty conversations. I was calling on a pharmacy in Brownsville. The pharmacist said, let me tell you a true archery story.
A friend and he decided to take up archery with the possibility of going hunting. They had progressed far enough they thought it would be fun to go out on a nearby pasture and see if they could shoot some cotton tail rabbits.

Well, they had several shots, but the rabbits were further away and could easily jump out of the way of their arrows. Finally, the pharmacist said he got close enough to one rabbit, it seemed to be a cinch shot. However, the bunny dodged the arrow which bounced and flew on over the hill.
Upon reaching the top of this small rise, he said there was a cow standing there with his arrow sticking out of her side. She was bellowing and upon seeing them, ran off.

The pharmacist said within a week, the local newspaper had a leading story that Vandals were running amok in Brownsville! Everyone was cautioned to keep a close watch on their cattle and other animals. That was the reason he had not continued with bow hunting! Just Sayin…RJS

There was no question but there was a declared war between the Senior Class of 1953 and the Superintendent Swim at Saint Jo High School. Yes, I was a member of this ‘rebel’ class.
Since I was a member of the class of 1953 and as freshmen, we had been brutally mistreated, we were determined to give and good as we got. Superintendent Swim was just as determined that no hazing of freshmen was going to occur. So, at the start of school our senior year, Super Swim would come to Uncle Dave’s (the hangout for seniors and football players. He wanted desperately to be a part of the group. He would come and sit on an old couch with the rest of the guys and obviously wanted to be accepted as one of the group!
Well, there were plans to handle this situation. Tom and Jerral Don snuck out the side door and went behind the station, called Uncle Daves! Tom took a board and beat on a burlap bag holding tin cans that Uncle Dave saved. At the same time Jerral Don would be screaming ‘bloody murder” at the top of his lungs. Well Superintendent Swim almost tore the screen door off getting out and capturing the culprits. All of us were right behind! When he saw he had been trapped, he laughed and as soon as he could, slunk back to his office.
Also, he desperately tried to establish a student government system, and we kept voting it down. I never understood why he had set a level of 75% positive vote because most of us had younger brothers and sisters, and with their vote, we always defeated his quest. We believed the only reason for his scheme was to have more eyes on the misdeeds we might have chosen to commit. He could have set the level at 50% or even lower.
As seniors, we decided we wanted a real senior trip, not a day trip to Turner Falls, or such. So, we knew it would cost a lot more, therefore we set about earning the necessary amount. Cakewalks and such would never give us the financing we needed. Someone suggested we take over and run the skating rink which had closed. We would run it, do the cleaning up after each evening. Because as seniors, there was more attendance by all the high school students to simply see what was happening.
Because of our entrepreneurial spirit, we did quite well and scheduled a train trip from Gainesville to Galveston. This would be an overnight trip all the way across the state. Most of us had never seen the ocean so it was the source of a lot of excitement and anticipation. Well, the chill for Superintendent Swim was still high. At about 7:00 A.M. in the morning, we were just crossing the causeway from the mainland to Galveston.
Superintendent Swim had fallen asleep with his head on the armrest. Tom, seeing his opportunity, took a cone-shaped cup, filled it with ice water and put it in Swim’s ear! Swim came up screaming! Yes, it was cruel, and I would never have done that trick, but it was funny!
One evening, it was announced we would go to a genuine supper club for dinner and dance. Well, when we walked in the door, the hallway was lined with one-armed bandits, slot machines! Galveston was still wide open with all sorts of vices in full view.
Post Office Street was alive and working. Some of our groups were walking from the beach to downtown, got turned around and found themselves in the red-light district. “You boys take those little girls back home, and then come back! We have the coldest beer and ….(fill in the blanks)!

One night, my roommates were Don and Jerry, twins, along with Gerald and myself. It was decided we needed some beer, and Jerry and Gerald were the ones to visit a nearby liquor store to buy a couple of six packs. It was after dark and when our guys were headed back, two of our chaperones were out checking on all our seniors, they just happened to intercept Jerry and Gerald. These ladies happened to be the mothers of the two boys. Now the boys, sensing trouble, tried to put the beer under their shirts and walk backwards past their moms! Of course, they got caught and we were all put on the train back home the next morning! Just Sayin…RJS

Well, I question whether that would work. First, you would not pass as a democrat if you were 1. literate and can read, and 2. if you were white, and 3. could speak in clear, understandable English! Just Sayin...RJS

O, maybe 30 minutes, depending upon the lure. Some are headed to being collectors items years later, so some folks want to line up sooner, rahter than later.

Lure collection is just like choosing what lure the lunker bass will prefer, no one knows ahead of time. Just Sayin...RJS

No round ball for me, golf, baseball, or basketball! If a ball has points, i do have interest. But not in the pros, where million dollar babies, do not respect either the National Anthem, or our flag!Just Sayin...RJS

Well, after giving this subject some thought, I believe that in my lifetime, I, or we, have called meals in all three categories! It didn't matter much, we knew what Momma, or my wife meant! Just Sayin...RJS