Clay High School, Oregon Ohio. I was a sophomore.
Born in WV, moved to Toledo when I was 10. Mom passed while in my teens and ended up back in WV until job transfer moved me to Columbus in '87. Been here ever since and have no plans to leave. Put a son through OSU. Been a Buckeye fan ever since we first set up home in Ohio.
The Motor Company doesn't own the market for wannabee badasses. All brands have idiots the own them. Harleys are also no longer priced out of the market. Check out comparable offerings from Japan and Europe. They're all priced at the top of the range.
"I was always afraid when we had to ride on the roads. Most motorists at that time had little respect for bikers."
Things haven't changed much, Jugdish.
I get a steady diet of UK from my kid brother. He and my sister lived in Kentucky for a number of years and baby bro is a lifetime fan. He DID celebrate long and loud when the Scarlet and Gray knocked off Bama and then Oregon, though. He even wears a couple of the current National Championship shirts, by choice. My preference would be an all B1G final but that may wishing for too much. It would be kinda cool for my favorite team to take the football natty and his favorite to win in hoops.
I've been riding since 1966, legally on the street since '70. In my almost 50 years of riding I've gone the loud pipes cruiser, crotch rocket, motocross, hill climbing, alcohol drag bike, adventure touring and the long distance barcalounger routes. I've enjoyed them all. Currently in the toy box sits a Yamaha Royal Star Venture(full dress tourer), Yamaha FZ6(naked upright) and a Kawasaki ZX6R 636(crotch rocket). Shoot, there's even a moped in the toy box, too.
Several riders here have posted some good information from a rider's viewpoint. IMO, many non-riders have a negative attitude for those of us that ride based on the irresponsible actions of squids acting out on public roadways and the 1%'er wannabee badasses with their shiny leather and day old facial growth. The vast majority of us don't act like that, though, but are lumped into the same category as the idiots that do. Some of their actions I understand and others completely befuddle me. Trust me, other riders get just as pissed off at their irresponsibility as you non-riders do. They give us a bad name.
FWIW, leathers went away many years ago. I decided I didn't want to dress like The Village People. And Brutus, I wave to scooters too.
A 1990 Buick Regal GS, my wife's car. She wouldn't look at a car with a foreign name so we bought the highest rated American car built at the time. Beautiful car, ran like a raped ape, handled great and spent about half the time we owned it in the shop. Had the tranny repaired a total of seven times before GM would put a new transaxle in (7500 miles), rear brakes were a crappy design and every now and then would get hot enough to catch the seals on fire and the coup de gras was the wiring harness than was stretched too tightly coming through the firewall. It wore a bare spot in a couple of the wires and under acceleration the bare wires would ground against the firewall and the car would lose power. Release the gas pedal and it would regain power. Every gauge was replaced by 10,000 miles. Computer was acting up when we traded the sucker off. Without a doubt the biggest POS I've ever owned. Unloaded it with only 30,000 miles on it. Driven Toyota and Honda ever since.
Saw Edgar Winter in '74. Rick Derringer, Peter Frampton & Frampton's Camel were the primary warm up acts but the best act was a group called Duke Williams and the Extremes. Never heard of them again and have only met a handful of people over the years that remember them. Best band I ever heard that never made it big!
First Concert - Uriah Heep
Best Concert - Doobie Brothers
A light nutritious snack between meals can be good, though. A small granola bar or Fiber One snack is only around 90 calories and helps to keep the metabolism working between meals.
I posted part of my story in an earlier thread so this is somewhat of an update. When I decided to take my life back the first step was to give up the cigarettes. After 37 years of lighting up and more than a few half-assed attempts to quit, I finally gathered up the resolve to quit and went cold turkey. That was four years ago. Haven't missed them once. The only temptation in the house is a box of Havana's finest my son brought back to me from a trip to Mexico. Still haven't broken the seal though.
Step two was the weight. Didn't go on a "diet". I taught myself how to eat properly. This was a lifestyle change instead of a diet to lose weight and then put it all back on once I got down to the weight I was targeting. When I finally started to teach myself how to eat smarter I was weighing in at a petite 328 lb. The heaviest I ever got was 335. Portion control, smaller meals more often during the day and limiting myself to under 2000 calories a day did the trick. After a while I found it difficult to consume more than 1200 calories a day. Sometimes I have to scramble to eat more than 1000 a day. The myfitnesspal app on my phone and computer have been a big help for me. I lost 110 pounds in 10 months and have been maintaining my weight with no effort. Still tipping the scales at 218. This is about 25 lbs more than my high school weight but I feel good at this weight and can do things with ease that I had given up previously. Good luck to all of you working on your personal weight goals. It's not always easy but the results are worth it.
Are you sure it wasn't "fine Corinthian leather" interior made famous by the Ricardo Montalban commercials? I had the Dodge Charger twin to this body style in silver with deep red leather interior a few years after graduation.
1963 Ford Falcon 2 door wagon. It was my mom's car until dad bought her a new one. Began life with the 170 C.I. 6 banger and a two speed automatic, ended up with a 289/4-speed from a 65 Shelby Cobra. Loved that car. Parents gave it to me before I was old enough to drive because the motor was bad figuring it would take me a while to fix it. It was running fine by the time I hit 16.
Anything with Will Ferrell in it. Sorry but I can't understand people thinking he has talent.
Never have been able to take much of Vitale.
Anything with the Duke listed in the credits. Never met a John Wayne film I didn't like. Not the best acting, not always the best script but he played to his fans and gave them what they wanted. Can't ask for more than that.
As a side note, many years back I dated a cousin of his. She didn't like his movies but was infinitely proud that so many looked up to a member of her family.
Original Star Wars Trilogy
My oldest son lives in Fernandina Beach, Florida. His house is in a gated community and his backyard butts up to the Amelia National Country Club golf course. Every now and then you can see the resident gator moving from one water hole to another on the course. It's not as big as the one pictured but I still wouldn't want to bump into it in the yard.
Yeah, Wichita State was a year or so before Marshall. The Marshall crash is what changed the ruling on freshmen eligibility to play.
On a larger scale, the Marshall football team plane crash in November 1970.
My favorite memory? My youngest son's first Spring Game. He was sitting on my shoulders and got to high five Andy Katzenmoyer as the team left the locker room. We've missed a few over the years due to Drew's own football games on Saturdays but not many. He graduated from Ohio State last summer and may not be in the area much longer. As long as we can though, we'll be together at the 'Shoe for the Spring Game.
Lab tech for the power company. Worked in the chemical lab section of the engineering lab for the past 38 years. Not exciting but it does pay the bills.
The Anderson was following the Fitz and was asked to go back out into the storm to look for her. I've been in November storms on Lake Superior and they are not pleasant. The skipper had to make an extremely difficult decision.
My dad worked on the lake boats for years and I followed in his footsteps for a few years after I graduated high school in '72. He and I worked for the company that ran the Fitzgerald, Columbia Transportation Co out of Cleveland and I was on the Fitz on more than a few occasions visiting. I had several friends that went down with the Big Fitz. Somewhere in the Chief Engineers stateroom there may still be a set of keys to a Chevy that I used to own. George Holl, the Chief, used my car when the Fitz hit Toledo to unload taconite pellets and I had given him a set of keys to it.
Football coach where I graduated had a very simple way of grading practice. If it was a good one in his opinion, the ice cream truck pulled onto the practice field and he bought popsicles for the team. A normal practice meant you sucked the moisture out of your towel. Bad practice, no towel to suck. He retired with an .844 winning percentage and 9 state titles and 4 runners up trophies in 29 years of coaching. And we had the salt tablets, too!