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... for your quadruplex is now available. Just happened to run across this ad on the interweb machine.

Joseph Petree is a truck driver for La-Z-Boy. He's usually hauling truck-loads of furniture. And now he's helping people on the other side of the world. Dr. Greene connected with La-Z-Boy and they are taking the supplies to their next destination for free. Petree says, "It kind of feels like you're doing something right because there's really not much you can do you would think from sitting behind the wheel of the truck but now actually you're helping people." http://www.13abc.com/story/26816259/local-volunteers-send-supplies-to-w-africa He's known as Nocluejoe66 here.

Wonder what ever happened to this one? I've been to Rutrough Mack in Roanoke many times. It's Virginia Truck Center now, still right across rt. 11 from the scales.

Didn't see a lot this week either, but I did see a few blurry big Mack trucks- I even saw a couple that weren't blurry- This one was really sharp looking! Some road shots in West Virginia- rt. 60- rt. 20- rt. 19- Looking west on rt. 60, Sprouse's Corner, Va. Rt. 220 in Md...hit a big purple bug. It was purple on the inside anyway. Looking east from Moorefield,W.V. I saw a big peach and a big loader- Got the grill back from Moore's Machine. I already had the bottom part, they put the lid and offset firebox on it for me. They'd had it since May or June, but they only charged me $50. Looks great! Brought it home and sprayed some paint on it- Picked these this morning too. Still got lots on the plants, and they're still blooming, but the first frost probably won't be long now.

Well done! A guy told me where he needed me to back in one time and said "think you can do that"? and that's what I told him. He said "i've seen a lot of truck drivers like that, but you're the first one i've ever heard admit it." Then I backed in right where he said to. I'm a little better going forward though, get more practice that way. This was with the old 379EXHD Pete and a 48' spread axle trailer-

About 85 for me, but I'm not much of a wheel man.

I'd never heard of it until I heard you mention it in a post one time Larry, so I had to check it out. It's very...uh...interesting, to say the least. Those folks get right after each other, all kinds of insults and name calling going on, along with the sex, nudity, and violence! That's why I don't go there anymore, in fact I must have typed yellow bullet by accident when I was trying to sign in on BMT.

We have stinkbugs everywhere too.

The stew pot holds 30 quarts, I made one stew and put it in the containers then started making another more. I think we made $280 selling the stew and I took Macho Man- that was his cb handle- $300 cash. He had nothing coming in at the time.

then somebody said "This is such a sad day for all who knew him.. Such a good boy.. such a good son and brother. And man that dude could make a sammich!"

I was looking around on Yellow Bullet again, ran across this post- Another fucking piece of shit thug had to be put down after shooting at a cop and now these "peaceful protestors" are busting out police car windows, throwing bricks, and burning American flags in the streets. I remember seeing that same flag draped over my grandfathers casket at his funeral and I have been to several military funerals where that flag is folded up and placed in the lap of the widow or mother and it tears my heart out every time when I hear the "on behalf of a grateful nation" part. But to see that symbol of ultimate sacrifice being burned in our own streets? Not on my watch. I've grown sick of this shit . . . I have to agree. Then this guy replied- They burn our flag and in the same fuckin' breath they except food stamps and welfare provided by our government. When you burn the flag, you have renounced your citizenship so you should not be able to except any benefits. Fucking savages! ...and I couldn't agree more.

Plus you have the entertainment- i'll rent a bunk space at your place if it isn't already sold out.

I made a couple of trips this week, went to Fairview, Pa. with lumber, steel from McKees Rocks back to Lynchburg, then steel from Lynchburg to Knoxville, Tn, and a machine from Asheville, N.C. back to Lynchburg. I didn't see much all week, so I didn't take pictures of much . hmmm...if I add some emoticons periodically, maybe it'll seem like more substance... Uh...I... uh...picked this peach off the pear tree when I got home though, nice peach . I tried to take a picture of the moon...it's very hard to take a good picture of the moon. Saw a St. Germain truck on I-79 in W.V. Saw the sun going down before I got to Knoxville. I saw the sun coming up the next morning. And I saw a big hill- I saw a girl in a car- Saw some new trailers when I got back to the shop. Saw a sleeping dog at home. And Jo found this today- I might have posted it before. I printed some flyers when I made stew to sell for one of our drivers at H.H.Moore's. I made 2 pots of stew and put it in quart styrofoam containers to sell. He was bitten in his heel by a brown recluse spider and ended up losing his leg just below his knee. That was probably in the 90's, maybe early 2000's.

Clines at a power plant on rt. 2 in West Virginia.

The big city frightens me.

York could be do-able for me. I always wanted to go to the national show. I figured when it was in Baltimore a few years ago it was about as close as it would ever get, but I like York better even though it's a little farther away. I wouldn't go to Baltimore for it, but I could go up 15 and across 30 and sneak into York the back way.

I'n not getting something here Mike- first off, I never took you off my friends list, that's not even something I ever look at or keep up with. And I wasn't asking you for money or anything else, I simply thanked you again for your previous contribution. I re-read Old Bill's story and his financially stressful situation at that time made me realize just how much he did appreciate any donations he might have gotten. How that could be conceived as trying to rub you the wrong way is the part I don't get. Anyway, i'm sorry that offended you, and sorry to hear about your mother,I hope she's doing ok and i'll be praying for her.

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Went to see Ma yesterday, took a few pictures- This is the old French's Store on rt. 13 in Cumberland, Va. About half a mile from where I grew up, that's where I was going when I took the change off the top of my Dad's dresser. Mr. and Mrs. French lived in the big house. Just down the road is this huge old building- this was the first French's Store, before they moved to the smaller one. There used to be a blacksmith's shop across the road from it on the right but it was gone before my time. It was a dance hall when I was growing up, now it's the American Legion Hall. This was Jenkin's store. It was open when I was a kid too, but it closed long before French's store did. I remember Daddy giving me a quarter and sending me there to get him a pack of Camels when I was about 4 or 5 years old. I was born in my grandfather's house, in the center of the picture. We lived across the field, behind the big oak tree. You can't see the house because of the tree, but you can see the top of the building behind the house. My daddy built that building, using a lot of the wood that he got when they replaced the flooring on the bridge over the Appomattox river between Cumberland and Amelia counties. Jenkin's store, with the Legion Hall across the road. The gas pumps used to be here- I don't remember if the store had the big porch-like thing that covered the pumps like a lot of old stores did, they've re-sided the front side at some point because this would be looking at right where the front door used to be. Picture Ma had in an album. It's from when a helicopter was spraying trees on their place, probably hauling whatever it was they were spraying,eh? She had this one too. I don't remember it, but it doesn't look too old. That's me in the middle, older brother on the left, younger brother on the right. I was informed that what's left of my hair is much grayer now, so maybe it's older that I thought. My mother and father, 19...uh...50 something. A pretty good while ago anyway. Daddy used to drive the school bus. Some fine old oaks in a field. Hope you all enjoyed this little history, I must be off- vacation's over.

"I wasn't really there either!" - the fish.

If Leslie is in the picture, who did take it?..maybe a random passerby. Unless he is really quick, like the Flash.

Thank you very much, but...I wasn't even there.

Barry was keeping an eye on you guys.

...and a good time was had by all.