....taking the twilight zone with it.


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Snot | Homepage | 03.17.08 - 11:51 am | #

I don't believe in ghosts
Maybe you were just drunk enough to believe that the Buddy Holly lookalike was really him from the grave.

Good story line for the Twilight Zone though.
Canuckguy | 03.17.08 - 1:52 pm | #

You inspired me.
Jeffro | Homepage | 03.17.08 - 1:59 pm | #

This winter has been too damn long. Your great story reminds me of listening to the Top 40 in my family's farmhouse basement 49 years ago in Feb and hearing about the plane crash, less than 100 miles away.

Don't believe in ghosts, CG? Or don't want to? Heh Anyhow they've been having concerts there almost every year to commemorate that ghostly night. A guy I work with went there this year.
Dadgum | 03.17.08 - 2:11 pm | #

You mix sloe gin and Hamm's beer and you see a lot of very bizarre things. I'm surprised you didn't see Jesus riding a concrete bicycle.
Uncle Wiggily | Homepage | 03.17.08 - 5:30 pm | #

I kinda liked his music...
theMickey's | Homepage | 03.19.08 - 8:09 pm | #

Great story, PT. Ghost or not, it's a good thing the car came along. It sounds like a dangerously cold night to be out on foot.
Genevieve | Homepage | 03.21.08 - 1:37 am | #

Buddy Holly was a singular phenomenon.

The sloe gin was already at the ladies' house when we got there. As I recall, sloe gin and coke was, like over-proof rum and coke, used as a non-pharmacological date-rape drug in those days. I didn't contribute anything to the party except a willingness to have some fun. The girls probably had the stuff left over from a previous episode.
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Genevieve, that was almost exactly what my mother said when she found out about my adventures. At that age I figured that nothing could kill me. I've stayed in grain bins and old sheds when on the road. I didn't freeze to death, and the rats kept me from falling asleep.

One particularly cold night, I holed up in a telephone both in a very small town. At least I was out of the wind. The town cop saw me and invited me to spend the night in their lock-up.

Very Mayberry; it was a free-standing cage in the town hall and it had a half comfy bed. The cop left the cage open and went home, saying there would be plenty of rides starting at about 5:30 AM. I spent a pleasant night and caught a ride with some old cats that played polka music on the radio.
ptg | Homepage | 03.21.08 - 6:31 pm | #