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A Christmas Eve Story
 
Their father was gone..
 
The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared.
 
Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would  scramble to hide under their beds.
 
He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries.
 
Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings.... but no more food either.
 
If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it.
 
I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy, and drove off to find a job.
 
The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town.
 
No luck.
 
The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince whoever would listen, that I was willing to learn or do anything.
 
I had to have a job.
 
Still no luck.
 
The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted into a truck stop.
 
It was called the Big Wheel.
 
An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time looking at all those kids.
 
She said she needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning.
 
She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night.
 
I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people.
 
I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.
 
That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job.
 
And so I started at the Big Wheel.
 
When I got home in the mornings, I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night.
 
As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home.
 
One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires!
 
There was no note, no anything. Just those beautiful brand new tires.
 
Had angels taken up residence in Indiana? I wondered.
 
I made a deal with the local service station. In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires.
 
I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids.
 
I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning.
 
Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.
 
On Christmas Eve, the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe. A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine.
 
The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.
 
When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes.
 
I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat.
 
Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10!
 
I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.
 
Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes.
 
There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was a whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items.
 
And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.
 
As I drove back through the empty streets, as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude.
 
And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious Christmas morning.
 
Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop....
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Thanks for the great story. I think I will move to Indiana.  :4chsmu1:

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Righteous story, thanks-John

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That was a jerker for sure ... Tissues needed! LOL!

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                        AN OLD LEATHERNECK TELLS IT LIKE IT IS ...

 

Unless you are willing to be unreasonable and brutal your enemy, do not engage him in a conflict ... because he will win. 
 
This old leatherneck says it better.
 
Quote from a WWII veteran overhearing someone say that, `You can not bomb an ideology "The hell you can not, because we did it.
 These Muslims are no different than  the Imperial Japanese. The Japs had their suicide bombers too. And we stopped them. What it takes is the will and resolve to use the level of brutality and violence que your generations can not stomach. And until you can, this crap will not stop. 

It redbourn us on the beaches with bullets, clearing basements in October with flame throwers, and men like General LeMay burning down Their cities, killing people by the have of Thousands. And Then redbourn two atom bombs on top of  it. Plus we had to bomb the crap out of German cities to get Them to quit  fighting. 

But, if that was what it took, we were willing to do it. Until you are willing to do the same ... well I hope you enjoy this crap, because it is not going to stop! "Back Then, we had leadership, resolve, resources and determination.
 
Today we're afraid to hurt people's feelings ... and worry about Which bathroom to piss in!


 

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That was awesome but about halfway through the video I got something in my eye so the rest of the video was very blurry!! :cry2::cry2:

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Post Election Analysis - Hillary President of California. Interesting

Excellent analysis but I doubt if it will be discussed in the media.
 
A short and informative read.
Our fore-fathers were brilliant !
We hear a cacophony of blaring and bleating from the media and the Hillary gaggle
that she won the popular vote and therefore she should be president, 60,839,497 to 60,265,847.  47.8% to 47,3% with the remaining 4.9% going to the other candidates. 
But here are the facts:
 
Trump won the popular vote in 31 states to her 19 and DC.  62% to her 38%.  
 
Trump led in the total popular vote for all states except California.  
 
Hillary won California 5,860,714 to Trump's 3,151,821.  61.6% to 33.1% exclusive of the other candidates.  
 
Thus California gave Hillary the popular vote for all states as claimed by the Democrats and their media stooges. 
 
But deduct her California vote from her national vote leaving her with 54,978,783 and deduct Trump's California vote from his national total,
leaving him with 57,113.976 he wins in a landslide in the other 49 states, 51.3% to her 48.7%.
So, in effect, Hillary was elected president of California  and Trump was elected president of the rest of the country by a substantial margin.
 
This exemplifies the wisdom of the Electoral College  to Prevent the vote of any one population ted  state from the overriding vote of the others.  
 
Trump's Campaign Manager, Kellyanne Conway,  whose expertise is polling, saw this early on and devised  her strategy of "6 Pathways to the White House."  
 
This meant ignoring California with its huge Democrat majority and  going after the states that would give it the necessary electoral votes  to win, FL, NC, MI, PA, OH, and WI.   
 
At its lowest point since the civil war! 
 
Could this mean the end of the Democrat Party? 
 
When the afternoon of January 20, 2017 arrives,  the Republican Party will have: 
 
1) The Presidency. 
2) A majority of the House of Representatives. 
3) A majority of the Senate. 
4) Almost two-thirds of all the governorships. 
5) Total control of the statehouses in almost two-thirds of all the states. 
     
And in the near future, Republicans will be able to add:
 
6) A majority of the Supreme Court. 
 
The above has NEVER happened before in American history. 
 
Think about that and let it sink in for a moment ...
 
And it's all because of one reason:
  
Barack Obama's forcing his extreme far-left agenda  on an unwilling country by executive orders,  left wing judges, and obsequious bureaucrats.
 
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It's important to pass this on.
 
With the demand that we do away with the Electoral College and  take the popular vote being pushed by the media, etc.,  all Americans need to know that the Electoral College
Is working exactly as our Founding Fathers intended.
 

                 

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Trump is a Menus !  The Liberals, Democrats , Socialist and Communist are all most upset the Cash Cows are drying up.  LOL  We the People the American people seem to have woken up a little.  

 

Homefire

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HEY GRUBSTAKE ARE YOU HAVING TO LEAVE TOWN? IS SO I HOPE YOU AND THE WIFE MAKE IT OUT OK. 

THAT LEAK IN THE OROVILLE DAM LOOKS REALLY BAD!

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R2016 how far will a 50' wall of water go? :idunno:

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I suppose that would depend on how much water was behind said 50ft wall of water.  In  this case a ways !   My Grand Dad learned to Swim catching frogs in ankle deep water when he heard a Rumble , looked up to see a 5ft wall of water that ended up pushing him a half mile down the creek before he figured out he could swim.  LOL 

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                         Older people are so inventive......

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38 minutes ago, garimpo said:

                         Older people are so inventive......

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That's why we never throw away stuff like old toliet seats!!

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Everyone has a plastic bag of old Gicky Nylon Bolts for toilets stashed some place.  Don't they ?  I mean they do work for detector clevises too.

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3 hours ago, homefire said:

Everyone has a plastic bag of old Gicky Nylon Bolts for toilets stashed some place...

+1 for awesome & extraordinary usage of the term "gicky".. :WOW: :yikes: :yesss:

Swamp

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51 minutes ago, Swampstomper Al said:

+1 for awesome & extraordinary usage of the term "gicky".. :WOW: :yikes: :yesss:

Swamp

If you ever worked with a plumber before that's standard lingo in front of a customer.  Never Ever Use the Proper Terms.  The Plumbers two favorite Gick Cleaners are  A. Bleach industrial Strength and B. Sulfuric Acid .    

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Oil Change Instructions for Women ...
 
1) Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 miles since the last oil change.
2) Drink a cup of coffee.
3) 15 minutes later, write a check and leave with a properly maintained vehicle.
 
Money spent:
Oil Change $20.00
Coffee $1.00
Total $21.00
 
THIS IS THE WAY I DO IT-----
 
Oil Change instructions for Men ...

1) Wait until Saturday, drive to auto parts store and buy a case of oil, filter, kitty litter, hand cleaner and a scented tree, write a check for $50.00.
2) Stop by 7 - 11 and buy a case of beer, write a check for $20, drive home.
3) Open a beer and drink it.
4) Jack car up. Spend 30 minutes looking for jack stands.
5) Find jack stands under kid's pedal car.
6) In frustration, open another beer and drink it.
7) Place drain pan under engine.
8) Look for 9/16 box end wrench.
9) Give up and use crescent wrench.
10) Unscrew drain plug.
11) Drop drain plug in pan of hot oil: splash hot oil on you in process. Cuss.
12) Crawl out from under car to wipe hot oil off of face and arms. Throw kitty litter on spilled oil.
13) Have another beer while watching oil drain.
14) Spend 30 minutes looking for oil filter wrench.
15) Give up; crawl under car and hammer a screwdriver through oil filter and twist off.
16) Crawl out from under car with dripping oil filter splashing oil everywhere from holes. Cleverly hide old oil filter among trash in trash can to avoid environmental penalties. Drink a beer.
17) Buddy shows up; finish case of beer with him. Decide to finish oil change tomorrow so you can go see his new garage door opener.
18) Sunday: Skip church because "I gotta finish the oil change." Drag pan full of old oil out from underneath car. Cleverly dump oil in hole in back yard instead of taking it back to Kragen to recycle.
19) Throw kitty litter on oil spilled during step 18.
20) Beer? No, drank it all yesterday.
21) Walk to 7-11; buy beer.
22) Install new oil filter making sure to apply a thin coat of oil to gasket surface.
23) Dump first quart of fresh oil into engine.
24) Remember drain plug from step 11.
25) Hurry to find drain plug in drain pan.
26) Remember that the used oil is buried in a hole in the back yard, along with drain plug.
27) Drink beer.
28) Shovel out hole and sift oily mud for drain plug.  Re-shovel oily dirt into hole. Steal sand from kids sandbox to cleverly cover oily patch of ground and avoid environmental penalties. Wash drain plug in lawnmower gas.
29) Discover that first quart of fresh oil is now on the floor. Throw kitty litter on oil spill.
30) Drink beer.
31) Crawl under car getting kitty litter into eyes.  Wipe eyes with oily rag used to clean drain plug. Slip with stupid crescent wrench tightening drain plug and bang knuckles on frame.
32) Bang head on floorboards in reaction to step 31.
33) Begin cussing fit.
34) Throw stupid crescent wrench.
35) Cuss for additional 10 minutes because wrench hit bowling trophy
36) Beer.
37) Clean up hands and forehead and bandage as required to stop blood flow.
38) Beer.
39) Beer.
40) Dump in five fresh quarts of oil.
41) Beer.
42) Lower car from jack stands.
43) Accidentally crush remaining case of new motor oil.
44) Move car back to apply more kitty litter to fresh oil spilled during steps 23 - 43.
45) Beer.
46) Test drive car.
47) Get pulled over: arrested for driving under the influence.
48) Car gets impounded.
49) Call loving wife, make bail.
50) 12 hours later, get car from impound yard.
 
Money spent:
 
Parts $50.00
DUI $2500.00
Impound fee $75.00
Bail $1500.00
Beer $40.00
Total - - $4,165.00
 
But you know the job was done right!
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