A few full moons ago did you say there was a small stream flowing down the middle of the road on Comanche Hill... Fact or Fiction? Cuz, according to the picture what one can see is asphalt and painted divider lines running down the center...
Love the birthday song....thank you! We all grew up with cowboys such as Hopalong Cassidy, Gene Autry, Roy Rogers and others. Especially loved the singing cowboys! Nice surprise, and trip down memory lane. 😊
Yes, Rex, there was a stream that flowed onto the southern-most lane (near the top of where the passing lane is) but the Highway Dept has sealed it now. It didn't flow down the middle but more to the side of the highway and looked like a small hole always filled with water. It will flow again one day I'm sure.
Your explantion makes sense. It doesn't take long for sub-strata soil which is not compacted correctly due to 'band-aide' highway construction to develope future road problems like chug holes and the like after a year or two or sooner.
When you see the dam break again and water is flowing, let's send a smoke signal to El Juan the Shell Oyl one to check it for possible illegal fracking on the side of a state highway...
My brother and I would ride out to Comanche Hill on our bikes and then see how fast we could go down it and then how far we would glide. Jerry Hickman and I tried the same thing with his dad's new Edsel and almost made it the first one off the market.
When we were about 10 years old, Danny Caussey and I rode our bikes out to Comanche Hill. We were pretty tuckered doing the 5 miles... only peddled about 100 feet up the hill before saying "No Mas"! A year later we talked an older guy into taking us to the top of Comanche in his pickup truck . About half way down... felt a 'hard thump' and started fish-tailing. Looked back and saw the rear tire sailing in the distance!
Don 3rd street just off main the USO club was across the street an the library was also across the street. Depending when the picture was taken it could be Sears, or Whites Department Store.
It would have been real early to be Sears, it was Whites when I got my first real deer rifle in 1958... a "sporterized" British .303 Enfield ($16)
Rex, my uncle being a gentleman never told me too much about the war, but I got the idea that all the guys liked leave in gay paree, after it was liberated.. I believe that he was attached to the Big Red One division as a supply truck driver. He was strafed by a Stuka once and was 'slightly' injured getting a purple heart...
Saundra... a gold star for you! Nope never has a great bike like that.. Always wanted the Swinn tanker, but never got that either!! Did have a Hopalong bank once, given out by a local bank (1st national?) for opening up a youth savings account.. It and the account have long since disappeared I see on ebay that the banks are now listed from 30 to over 100 bucks!! gee, if one had only known!!!
A gold star....yay!!! Too bad you didn’t keep that Hoppy bank! Interesting how things we grew up with are now considered antiques, and some are quite valuable. I ran across some Hoppy memorabilia in an antique store a few years ago, and they were expensive!
Yep, always wanted a Hoppy bike... instead got a pair of Hopalong six-shooters. Shot the 'Hades' out of a couple thousand caps before them-thar shootin irons gave up the ghost back in '32.... Killed alot of bad hombres and wounded a few Injuns that fell out of trees... Now, wasn't our imagination wonderful! How many remember cutting a branch off an Elm tree and making a bow... for shootin' home made Elm arrows?!!
My uncle(s) would agree somewhat with your uncle about Paris . My uncles walked under the Arc de Triumph, the Moulin Rogue, including the French Quarter in 1945. But unlike your gentleman uncle who liked gay paree... mine loved women...
Too bad you wore out those six-shooters! Bet they would be valuable now. Looks like you got an early start practicing to become a sharp shooter! Yes, imagination is great, and it gets its start in childhood. We made our own fun growing up...before technology started taking over. Maybe you can give us a demonstration of your elm bow & arrow expertise at the next Wild West show!
After I posted that I kept questioning myself as to whether it was Kentucky or Lea. I thought maybe that was why it was so easy. I could not find any help on the internet and I'm much too far away to check the historical society. Thanks for the correction, Don.
False: Ostepathic Hospital on Kentucky. The Hospital was on the northeast corner of Lea and 4th Streets. In 9th grade at North Jr, I broke my foot during basketball practise. This hospital put a cast on my left foot. If you do a Google map search, one will find the hospital demolished and a home built in its place. "The times they are a-changin'..." is for my favorite Tennessee ridgerunner and old drinking buddy, John L. aka El Juan.
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I see on ebay that the banks are now listed from 30 to over 100 bucks!! gee, if one had only known!!!
