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Posted on 3/14/17 at 3:46 pm to REB BEER
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This was in the early 80's when there weren't many deer.
Has there been a deer population explosion in the last 37 years that noone else is aware of? Are the does getting sluttier and having more out of wedlock fawns?
Posted on 3/14/17 at 3:48 pm to CAD703X
Mom's family had a big camp on Belle River. Good times were had by all. Now I have a camp in Pigeon, hoping I can create some memories for my daughter.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 3:52 pm to LSUMaverick
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I remember her checking me out of school early during regional's
Maybe not mom's brightest idea.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:07 pm to CAD703X
Me and my friend used to suck each others dix, not because we were gay but because it felt good. We were probably 8 at the time
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:13 pm to 91TIGER
Tanner?
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:26 pm to Clyde Tipton
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Who the frick's number is that?
DIESEL DRIVING ACA-DAH-ME
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:30 pm to CAD703X
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Post a favorite memory you have growing up
When a large area of our family property flooded my dad pulled us around in it on a knee board behind the four-wheeler.
Waking up in the truck and realizing he had taken us out of bed in the middle of the night to go fishing.
Dad coming home and surprising us with a puppy.
Spending the day swimming and fishing in the pond while our parents made homemade sherbet, and them letting us have some of the rock salt.
Watching Dad tie a locust to a string and turn it into a helicopter.
Good times
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:31 pm to Clyde Tipton
Diesel driving academyyyy....
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:34 pm to CAD703X
Remember the price Leblanc commercials? Dahlin'!
And Morris Bart commercials...Dad used to call him Morris Fart. When I was a little I thought that was the funniest thing ever.
And Morris Bart commercials...Dad used to call him Morris Fart. When I was a little I thought that was the funniest thing ever.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:34 pm to CAD703X
Spending all day swimming off my aunt's dock at her lake cabin then sleeping in the screened in porch with my cousins.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:36 pm to CAD703X
Hands down, mine was building a tree-house with my Dad when I was 11 or 12 that me and my metal-head friends dubbed "Devil's Island".
It was an actual house in the crook of a live oak, with a lean-to style roof, complete with screen windows (square holes covered with screen) a porch, a front door, a semi-permanent outlet for TV and a fan, and the trap-door floor entry. My addition, which took alot of BSing him about the need for a "Fire Escape", was a 'mono-rail' (1/2" pipe about 6" long on a TIGHT metal cable)that ran from the trunk near the porch rail all the way to a pine about 30' away. THAT thing was a hit with my friends...
Dad did most of the work, obviously, but I did get to use the table saw for the first time, and earned a "bravest kid I've ever seen" comment from Dad when I had to shimmy up that fricker about 25-30' to secure cables for added floor/porch support. It was wide, but very short...could sleep 3 people comfortably.
I LOVED that fricking tree-house, no other kid had anything like it, and I was the envy of my class and BSA troop. Many a day I spent up there, reading, playing guitar; in later years, hanging out with my friends, smoking, and seeing how far I could get with the chick across the street...
The memory that stayed with me, was looking up at Dad, watching him frame it out and thinking: One day, when I'm old and Dad is long gone, I'm gonna remember this day, this "right now" and wish I was right here again, with him.
It was an actual house in the crook of a live oak, with a lean-to style roof, complete with screen windows (square holes covered with screen) a porch, a front door, a semi-permanent outlet for TV and a fan, and the trap-door floor entry. My addition, which took alot of BSing him about the need for a "Fire Escape", was a 'mono-rail' (1/2" pipe about 6" long on a TIGHT metal cable)that ran from the trunk near the porch rail all the way to a pine about 30' away. THAT thing was a hit with my friends...
Dad did most of the work, obviously, but I did get to use the table saw for the first time, and earned a "bravest kid I've ever seen" comment from Dad when I had to shimmy up that fricker about 25-30' to secure cables for added floor/porch support. It was wide, but very short...could sleep 3 people comfortably.
I LOVED that fricking tree-house, no other kid had anything like it, and I was the envy of my class and BSA troop. Many a day I spent up there, reading, playing guitar; in later years, hanging out with my friends, smoking, and seeing how far I could get with the chick across the street...
The memory that stayed with me, was looking up at Dad, watching him frame it out and thinking: One day, when I'm old and Dad is long gone, I'm gonna remember this day, this "right now" and wish I was right here again, with him.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:37 pm to 19
Catching my first fish on my grandparents pier in Waveland..
Till this day, the smell of creosote pilings reminds me of those days...
Till this day, the smell of creosote pilings reminds me of those days...
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:39 pm to CAD703X
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DIESEL DRIVING ACA-DAH-ME
Not to high-jack, but is anyone old enough to remember the Billy Crash Craddock commercials that seemed to run EVERY 15 MINUTES on WAFB?
"Rub it eeyun, Rub it in..."
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:39 pm to 19
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One day, when I'm old and Dad is long gone, I'm gonna remember this day, this "right now" and wish I was right here again, with him
I know what you mean
Posted on 3/14/17 at 4:54 pm to CAD703X
My favorite memory is when my dad used to take me to LSU football games growing up. Specifically, LSU vs Florida in 1997. It was one of the first games I can remember well. I've only missed a few home games since! I lost my father to cancer in 2006. I Still sit in our seats occasionally.
This post was edited on 3/14/17 at 4:56 pm
Posted on 3/14/17 at 5:22 pm to CAD703X
Totally forgot about going to Toledo Bend in the '70s with the family and my mom's side of her immediate family and friends. Hanging out late at night with the older kids and spend some money at the store on the packs of balsa planes. Even tossing them around at night around the security lights.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 5:41 pm to CAD703X
In summer I used to go to NO to stay with my great aunt and uncle. My uncle used to take me to work with him at the Cotton Exchange Building. After work, we'd go to the lakefront to his boathouse and take the cigarette into Lake Ponchartrain. Everybody wanted to race us all the time. Afterward he would make huge circles in the lake to make a big wake and we'd jump the wake and he'd just laugh. I loved it. Good times.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 6:40 pm to ChenierauTigre
Fishing on the dock at Cotton Bayou/Orange Beach pre '82 and seeing no one else and hearing nothing but the waves crashing on the shore and the sea bouy (which is a mile offshore) making this low "tug boat" horn moan as it would rise and fall with the waves. You could always tell if the gulf was rough or not by listening to that sound. No AC at the cabin but usually had a good breeze so you would pin the windows up. I never remember it being uncomfortable. 9 people usually sleeping on that small sleeping porch. Good times.
Posted on 3/14/17 at 7:03 pm to 14caratgoldjones
Pioneer fish frys on Friday nights near chenaire lake with my grandmother
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