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This is Buzzy's Country Store blog designed to keep you apprised of what's going on at the Store. Buzzy's is a general store located in St. Mary's County, Southern Maryland near Pt. Lookout State Park. Buzzy and Jean Ridgell purchased the Store from Jean's father Harry Raley in 1953. Buzzy operated it until his passing in 2009. His son J. Scott Ridgell is the current owner.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Patti, George, Eric and a Fishing Rod

Speaking of Patti Boyd (previous Beatles-related post) I thought of her the other day when I read this about Eric Clapton catching a fish.
http://www.nydailynews.com

When I read the story, it reminded me of an interview I once saw where Clapton told Ed Bradley something about how much he liked fishing.  Thanks to the search engine on YouTube I found what I was looking for.  (Take that Bono.) 

Turns out that my memory was only semi-correct in that the interview did involve Eric talking about fishing but with a little different twist as to how much he enjoyed doing so.  Here is the interview for you and if like me you got that ADD-thing going for you and don't want to wait for the fish story, just fast forward to the 1:45 mark: 
So it took Clapton falling out of his fishing boat drunk and breaking his fishing rod for him to finally realize that he had a drinking problem.  Adds new meaning to finally hitting bottom I guess.  All I can say is that it must have been some rod!  Wonder if Clapton has ever written any songs about a fish?

As for Patti Boyd, here is an interview with her discussing her relationships with George and Eric. That she served as the inspiration for several of their songs about her, e.g. Something, Wonderful Tonite, Layla and others (click here,) tells me that Pattie indeed must have had "something" about her.

Monday, September 26, 2016

Bart Party

Great afternoon at Buzzy's Country Store in memory of Bart!  Gina and her sons Arturo and Cesare joined with Bart's sisters Mary Leslie and Laurie to celebrate his memory.  Another 100 or so folks also helped in that effort.  Did I mention that we had some cars on hand too?  Did we ever have some cars! 

Larry did a nice video as cars began rolling in (click here.)
Soon the Buzzy parking lot in front of the Store, on the side of the Store and everywhere else it seems was full of beautiful, classic cars and trucks.  Amazing turn out which took me  completely by surprise.

My thanks to all who attended and brought food, to all who had their vehicles on display and to all of you for your donations to the American Diabetes Association Great day and a great way to celebrate the memory of someone we all knew and loved.

I will be loading some photos and videos later but my first order of business today is to clean up and restock the Buzzy beer case!

It Was 47 Years Ago Today

Paul Out of Step With the Others
Here is a number for you to play today 269. Why?  Because it was on today in 1969 that the Beatles released Abbey Road - 9/26/69.

Even though their Sgt. Pepper album gets all the recognition as the Beatles' best album, Abbey Road remains my favorite mostly because that entire second side is so great (sample below)

On the down side though, it was Abbey Road that generated all the Paul is Dead crap (click here.)  Wish I had back all the time I spent on discussing, reading, thinking about that b.s. (like now right?)

Another reason I prefer Abbey Road is that I too have been photographed crossing that same spot in London.  Notice that I was leading with my left foot.  Maybe I was dead and didn't know it.
(I will have some photo's and things from Bart's Party later today or tomorrow.)
Also, on Abbey Road is another song that is in my top 5 favorite Beatles' tunes - She's So Heavy. Only 14 words sung, very repetitive and plodding, usually this is the type of song I don't care for. (I like words and uptempo and rock n roll.)  However, this one gets it done for me and I don't quite know why except for maybe because of the way they do that you-u-u-u-u thing with their voice and the guitar.  All those photos of George and Patti - she was a honey wasn't she?

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Brief History of Buzzy Car Show

The first one in 09 was a combination of car show and installation of a new flag pole thanks to Capt. Jimmy Cullison:

Butch Wood, Jimmy and Jason Aldridge
It was a nice laid back event.  Note (below) The Bush Mill Players on the porch in background.  They will be playing music again today for us.
Bobby Wright, Marcia and Dickie Wood
 In subsequent years it has continued to be a nice, laid back event.

Steve Wilkinson, JW Raley, Bart and John Carbone
However, somewhere along the line, the "laid back" part of it took a back seat and things got a little out of hand.

Once that became part of the gig, I decided it was time to reign it in and have been trying to do so ever since. 

Thus, today is the re-casting of the Buzzy Car Show as a fund raiser for the American Diabetes Association in memory of Bart.  As you can see in the above photo's, Bart and his Cobra were always a part of the Buzzy Car Show.  Today, thanks to Joe Salvo's efforts to get Bart's Cobra started and back on the road, Bart will again be back with us.  Drop in if you can.



Saturday, September 24, 2016

Father John and Diabetes

Reagan, Brady and Shea Had Ice Cream But John Did Not
Unlike my interactions with Uncle Tinkie, whom I was not close to at all, I was very close with my Cousin John who was the big brother I never had.  From John's dealings with diabetes, I saw first hand what a terrible disease it really is.  John battled it for a number of years before his passing from it in 2009.  In fact, the very last time I saw and visited him he was in the Richmond Hospital dialysis unit awaiting a procedure.  Wish that I had seen him in a more pleasant environment for our final visit, but he was upbeat and seemed ok with what he had to do to continue to fight the disease.

John was a gourmet who loved to cook and to eat.  Diabetes then was a doubly cruel disease for him because the illness is so wrapped up in and around one's diet.  For instance, John loved ice cream and I can recall many conversations with him about whether or not he should be eating ice cream given his diabetes.  (He ate it regardless what the pros and cons were.  Apparently, it appears there is an ongoing discussion with regards to ice cream and diabetes (click here.)

Ice cream or no, John fought a valiant fight against the disease of diabetes.  However, the human body can only stand so much churn.  As a result of all of the complications arising from the diabetes, John passed at the age of 68 only one year older than Bart was when he left us.   Estimates show that approximately 180,000 people die directly from diabetes each year (click here.) 

Bart was also a cousin of mine but as with John I always regarded him as an older brother figure in my life.  That diabetes plagued both of them is a sad coincidence.  I continue to miss both of them each and every day. 

Hold your friends close; they won't always be around.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Tinkie and Diabetes

The day that my Uncle Tinkie was scheduled to have his leg amputated due to diabetes complications Buzzy called me at work.  "Your Uncle is having his leg cut off later this morning.  Somebody ought to be up there with him."  I knew exactly how  that translated - "I'm not going, but you should. "  I told my boss I needed to slip away for a couple hours and drove up to the nursing home in Leonardtown where Tinkie was staying.

Tinkie was seated in his wheel chair in his room watching T-V when I rolled in.  Never big on small talk nor cordiality, he greeted me with "What the hell are you doing here?"  Fighting the urge to respond "That's exactly what I'm wondering,"  I simply said "I had to be up this way and didn't feel like going back to work right away, so I figured I'd check on you." 

We then spent time talking about something being shown on T-V.   I kept waiting for him to mention his upcoming operation or say anything about his medical issues, but he did not.  We talked about the weather and what crops should be planted at this time of year.  (Being the farmer that he was, Tinkie talked a lot about what crops should be planted when.)    We talked about what was going on politically at the time both locally and nationally.  But Tinkie never said anything about his leg. 

Finally I had had enough of not mentioning the amputation and I said "You do know that you're going over for an operation on your leg this morning don't you?"  To which he said "I guess I do.  I'm the one who told them to cut the damn thing off."  I didn't know what else to say to that.

Close to 30 million people in the U.S. have diabetes (click here.)  Cost-wise, $1 out of very $5 spent for health care in the US is spent on treating diabetes.  Unlike some of the other diseases that have been around awhile, diabetes numbers are actually going up (click here.)

This Sunday, the Bart Party will have collection baskets around for donations to the American Diabetes Association

Not too many songs about diabetes or having one's leg amputated, but there are lots of songs about farmers including this one by Neal McCoy.  Since I grew up next to the McCoy farm located just behind the Store, it's apropos then that I include  a song by someone named McCoy don't you think?

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Bart Party This Sunday

Preparations for this Sunday's Bart Party/Diabetes Fund Raiser are coming along fairly smoothly with one exception - my planned-for food caterer Kevin Thompson is in the process of opening his new restaurant (at the old Willows Restaurant) and won't be able to make it.  So we are into Plan B (with a tip of the hat to Stevie Madjeski.)

Pam and I will provide some things to eat but if any of you could or would like to bring a side dish I would really appreciate it.  

This represents the first re-casting of the Buzzy Car Show as a Diabetes fund raiser in memory of Bart. I have been in contact with Med Star's Diabetes Health Connections POC Tina Leap and she has provided me with all sorts of info on diabetes and how to combat it.  I'll have those items as handouts Sunday along with collection baskets for donations to the American Diabetes Association.
The Bush Mill Players, who have been here previously, will be playing some music for us from 2 to 4.

And of course the Buzzy parking lot will be full of classic cars.  Come down, check things out, listen to some music and make a donation to the Diabetes Association in memory of Bart.

Talking Football Pt. 2 - Illegal Use of Hands


My friend Floyd Warren had this horror story on his FB yesterday:

We lost more than the Dallas game last night. Betsy's HONDA CRV was stolen from the Orange parking lot at FEDEX FIELD. We searched the parking lot for almost 2 ...hours thinking it HAD to be there near pole A44. After some great Redskins staff also searched the lots and finally the PG Co Police, they were convinced the car was stolen. I asked the officer, "with Lamborghini's, Benz', Jags, etc, why would they take a CRV? " He said "they obviously had a chop shop order for a burgundy CRV and they knew you would be in the game at least 4 hours. It is probably already being sold for parts." When I called USAA to report it they said there had been at least 3 cars stolen at the games so far, 1 per week. Let us warn you: stop keeping check books, purses, or any private info "locked" in your car. They have no problem getting in and we have spent the day cancelling checking accounts, rerouting bills, notifying payment centers, etc. Losing your car is really bad, but when you think about how much of your identity is in your car, it really gets bad!

When I worked on Base, the building that I managed had an adjacent 3 story parking garage.  Once a month or so, a very distressed person would contact me to inform me that someone had stolen their car and that I needed to call Base Security to report it.

I would walk out to the garage with them and have them show me where they thought they had parked their car.  I would then walk them up or down to the next level and presto, their car would be found.  Never once was a vehicle stolen.  (Remember now, this was on a Navy Base.)

Back to Floyd and  Fed Ex, as the insurance company noted to him, his was not the first vehicle ever stolen from the stadium parking lots.  Here is a story from 2004 describing a similar car theft (click here.)  For other info on how car thieves scope out where and what vehicles to steal (click here.)

Lots of songs and videos about stealing a car, but this one from Sting is notable because of the sexy redhead who helps him play out his fantasy:


Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Talking Football


With the NFL back in full swing, here is a great story on John Michael Dorsey the General Manager of the Kansas  City Chiefs (click here.)  It discusses his growing up in the County and his subsequent career in professional football.  Somewhat long, but very worthwhile read.
And speaking of the Chiefs, they were involved in one of the more controversial plays of the weekend when an obvious fumble call was over ruled because the receiver was..... never mind just check this video out and get confused on your own without me trying to explain the unexplainable (click here.)  (You think perhaps the NFL and our Big Brother Government are pursuing some kind of clever experiment to see just how far they can go to try and make us believe something other than our own eyes?  That said however, I do believe that the NFL does enjoy having idiots like me discussing crap like this just to keep us all amused at and engaged with their product.  Kind of like "Hey let's put this spin on the rule and see if Bubba can explain it to Billy Bob after a couple of beers."  After all, any publicity is good publicity right?)  
http://houston.cbslocal.com/2016/09/18/catch-rule-frustrating-baffling-to-texans-offense/
Written in 1952 by a couple of 19 year olds who had never been to Kansas City, this tune has been covered by over 300 artists including Fats Domino.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Wouldn't You Like to be a Prepper Too?

Ready.gov
Apologize for taking so long to mention that September is National Preparedness Month and that Preparation Day itself is set for 9/30.  If like me you were unaware of all this, there is a website appropriately named Ready.gov that will help explain it much better than I can (click here.)

Don't know if they timed it accordingly or not, but a few weeks back, the Washington Post folks did an article about preppers out in the Pacific Northwest who are readying for the worst (click here.)  I think the preppers are all a little nuts but then again I'm at the other end of the preparedness spectrum as in "I'll deal with whatever occurs, if and when it occurs."  Too, I can't resist re-telling the joke "Following the apocalypse, I'd like to be the last man on earth just to see if all those women were really telling me the truth."

Related to preparing for potential disasters, the National Geographic did a good series on the subject of a potential power grid blackout such as the one that hit the US and Canada in 2003 (click here.)

Song-wise remember when this one was so scary and controversial?


Sunday, September 18, 2016

Manage to Handle It?

http://www.ewtn.com/Devotionals/prayers/short.htm
Had to smile and reminisce some when I saw the above prayer.

Back when I worked on Base, I was putting together a presentation for our Admiral.  As he reviewed the package, he directed me to include something in the brief and I answered "No problem sir, I can handle that."  The Admiral then said, "You know, J. I've noticed that you County people tend to use the word handle a lot.  It's a bit of a colloquialism because the better word to use is manage.  Try to avoid saying handle."

Ever since he told me that 30 some years ago, I have always thought of him every time I see or hear the word handle used. 

Otis Redding wrote the following tune.  With apologies to the Admiral, Hard to Manage just does sound right does it?

Saturday, September 17, 2016

Posted - No Hunting

Me and Steve
Yesterday was the first day of something hunting season.  (I think Duck Season.)  Contrary to how it may appear in the above photo of my Brother and me having snared a squirrel,   I was never much of a hunter.  The few times that I did  go with somebody who knew what they were doing, supposedly, I enjoyed being out in the woods but the whole guns and killing things just didn't do it for me.  Plus, being silent was too much for me and my mouth.  Never was into hunting.

Since taking over Buzzy's Country Store though, I have heard and learned more about hunting than I ever needed to know in one lifetime.  (I am still mastering the Buzzy-based skill of being able to tune out ongoing conversations in the Store but I have literally listened to hours of hunting centered conversations.)   

Bottom line, I have nothing against hunting; but it's just not for me.  So good luck to all of my hunter friends out there.  And should you manage to bag something, I know I will hear about it.

Friday, September 16, 2016

From Don's to The Vintage Source to the Back Road Inn


The Vintage Source in Compton is another old store that continues to operate today.

In a previous lifetime, The Vintage Source was Don's Superette run by Don Shaller.  (I've discussed this previously (click here.)
Check out this Yelp review of The Vintage Source:
Here is their FB page.  Check out the photos section, one of which I've included here.
If you are out and about Saturday or Sunday check it out.  Time it right and you can also drop into Cryer's Back Road Inn.  They are also having an event this Saturday:
Here is a video from Cryer's FB page featuring the band Renegade Thunder's version of a Colt Ford song:

Here is the original featuring the line (2:20 mark)"Them old trucks out there in the parking lot are just like Jesus - They're good for a country boy's soul."  Ah yes, country music at its best.

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Millison's Store(s)

I've done several posts on various country stores throughout the county but have yet to discuss probably the most famous and ultimately the most successful one in St. Mary's - Hiram Millison's General Store.
Millison's Store - 1942 (Photo Courtesy of Jason Babcock)
There were actually two Millison Country Stores, one originally in Pearson (NAS Pax now) and then  a second one (above) in Jarboesville which eventually became Lexington Park.  When the Navy took over the Cedar Point property in Pearson to establish NAS, Hiram then opened a bar and grocery store just outside the Base. 

Hiram's son Larry recalled the Cedar Point store in a Slackwater interview.  Here are some excerpts from that interview: 

My father had a general store. And it was a little country store, a bar. He was a very aggressive merchant. We had the only Santa Claus in St. Mary's County. I can remember we had, we would do big promotions at Christmas. He had a mimeograph machine. Nobody had a mimeograph machine. People would come from St. Georges's Island in the Seventh District, which was forty, fifty, forty miles away. We did a lotta business with the people from Solomons Island, which was right across the river. He was, he and my mother were good merchants. I remember a big promotion at Christmas was a navel orange for a penny. That was a big thing. Nobody, not many people had seen oranges. An orange was not a native fruit, and you know, you didn't have A&Ps and Safeways and so an orange was a real delight for someone to get. And no one saw Santa Claus. We had a fella named Gene Pilkton who worked for us. He was a very large man; he didn't need any paddin to be Santa Claus. It would be comical to see Gene Pilkton, cause Gene did everything. We delivered ice to everybody. And Gene would be workin in the ice house in his Santa Claus uniform. He'd be puttin gas in people's car. You'd drive down the road and there's Santa Claus puttin gas in the car. Gene was a brilliant guy. He could fix anything. He had no education at all, but he just was one of those folks that could comprehend 'lectricity or mechanical things. Loved my father. And my father, kiddin with him one day, said, "Now, Gene, when Easter comes," says, "I've got a Easter costume for ya, and I want ya to dress as the Easter Bunny." And he [Gene] says, "No, by God, I'm not gonna, I'm not gonna do that." Said worse than that, really. And he didn't come back til about Fourth of July. He just stayed back in the woods. He lived back in the woods.....

People  enjoyed comin to the store. It was sort of a festive thing for em. They enjoyed sitting around the store, and playing cards and tellin jokes and visitin with each other. It would be not uncommon for people from St. George's Island, which is like eighteen, twenty miles away, to walk to the store. A whole family would walk. And then we had an ol pickup truck, and we would carry em back to St. George's Island for free. In those days, people made fifty cents a day, and seventy-five cents a day, and a dollar a day. So if somebody bought three or four dollars worth of groceries, that may be ten big bags of groceries. We'd put em in a large paper bag, people used to call it a poke or a sack, and when you went back to St. George's Island, maybe there'd be ten people in the back of this ol pickup truck. In those days it was customary to ... like people stopped in church-- there were two churches there [on Cedar Point]. Some folks would come in [to the store] and have a drink; some people would do what they called dealing, which was their shopping. You always gave all the children ice cream, and you always gave the mother a piece of cloth. And if the father was a drinkin man, you'd give him a pint of gover-- what we called government whiskey. That was, you see ... bootleggin was a very big industry in St. Mary's County, and particularly on Cedar Point. Even after Prohibition was repealed, where in most parts of the United States they stopped making whiskey, they still continued to make whiskey in St. Mary's County. People actually liked homemade whiskey better than what they called store-bought whiskey, or government whiskey, which was manufact-- you know, it was the popular brands of whiskeys we know today. Of course, the tax situation changed so that as time went on, the taxes on whiskey, on alcohol, got very high, which encouraged the manufacture of homemade whiskey. Homemade whiskey is still an industry in St. Mary's County. Of course, during Prohibition, you made friends with the local storekeeper, like a fellow like my father, who would discreetly supply you with sugar, which was necessary to have to make the whiskey. Sugar whiskey. And mason jars. Of course, the way of capturing, or finding out about the bootleggers was who was buying the, an unusual amount of sugar, and an unusual amount of mason jars. So, the local store merchant had to get em for you. And he also had to discreetly sell em to ya, so that it wouldn't cause anybody any attention. It was not uncommon to take your truck to Baltimore, and get a load of sugar, and a load of bottles and mason jars. And not ever unload em at the store, and load em at someone's farm, or two or three people's farms. You certainly realize that a man with two or three children, buying a ton of sugar every other week, wasn't usin it to bake pies with. Of course, at the local store-- there weren't many telephones. So people would come to the store to use the phone. And the store's-- Roy Dyson's grandmother, Congressman Dyson's, Florence Dyson, she was the telephone operator in Great Mills. She was a lovely woman. Usually the revenue agents would come in to St. Mary's County through Charles County....

After the base started? Well, my father moved. My father bought a piece of land right outside the main gate. We were very lucky. And he thought that would be a good place. And he bought thirty-five acres, which we've developed and we've added, we've bought other property since. And we've prospered as the Navy, the naval base has grown and St. Mary's County has grown.  For the rest of the Slackwater interview with Larry (click here.)

I also found this 1990 article by Ken Rossingol on how the Millison Store became the center and start of Lexington Park (click  here.)  It too discusses how Hiram was the key figure in building Lexington Park starting with his country store and bar.

The tune White Christmas was song of the year in 1942 but this Glenn Miller tune also spent several weeks at the top of the Billboard charts back then.  I bet Hiram poured a Moonlight Cocktail or two at his place back in the day:

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Buzzy and Hill

All the churn about Hill being ill and trying to conceal it, made me think of Buzzy in 2003 on the day of his 50th Anniversary Party.  He was sick as he could be with some kind of viral infection that was kicking his ass.  However, all of the arrangements for the party had been made and he felt compelled to carry on like everything was just fine. 

Buzzy was tough and when it came to  a party he could hang with the best of them.  However, while everyone was partying and having such a good time at the Celebration Party, few people noticed nor realized just how sick he really was that day.  My sister Donna Jean and I helped him out as best we could, but he really wasn't feeling well at all. 



Mid-afternoon he said to me that he was going to go back to his apartment to lay down awhile.  "Come get me in an hour," he told me as he made his way out the back door.

Shortly after, it began raining and Jimmy Cullison moved his RV to the hill.  There was a movement to take a group photo.  "Where's Buzzy?" folks began to ask and I had no choice but to go back to his apartment and see if he was up for coming back out for the photo.  When I saw just how sick he was however, I suggested that he just continue to lay back and not worry about it.  However, he got up, splashed some water on his face, put on his ball cap and said "Naw, I'm alright."  

Once in the Store he made himself a drink and proceeded to the front porch area and then onto the hill area for the photo below.



After the photo he was back behind the counter where he continued to tough it out but I knew that he felt awful.  At one point I asked him if he was ok and all he said was "I just want everybody to leave."  I remember feeling very sorry for him that he was so miserably trapped by what should have been a very fun occasion for him.    

Marc Cohn has a song about his father running a store and (3:00 mark) it scaring him to find himself following in his father's footsteps.  I understand that a little too well.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

It Is Just a Shirt But.....

Joe Salvo told me that last year when he went down to pick up Bart's car to bring to the Store for the Buzzy Car Show, Bart's shirt was there sitting on the front seat of the Cobra.  

I thought of Joe telling me that when the other day my Mom gave me some of my Brother Steve's old shirts.  The one shown here that he has on was lying on top of the pile.  Can't bring myself to wear it, but can't toss it away either.  

Why is it that shirts last and people don't?  Seems like it should be the other way around.
Bart, Steve, Donna Jean, Me and Dickie - June 2009
Randy wrote this song about his ex-wife.  Can't relate to that but do know that I still miss Bart and Steve very much. 

Monday, September 12, 2016

A Teeny Story But a Big Problem

A few weeks back I gave a ride to someone who is currently in jail but is permitted to leave during the day on work release.  He had caught the Transit Bus to Ridge Market and was walking down the road to his place of work.

As we drove along, he told me how he was serving a one year sentence for having gotten his 4th DWI.  "Slow learner" he joked.

I dropped him off at his work place and told him I would swing by later to give him a ride back up to the bus stop for his return to jail.  On my way to Buzzy's Country Store I thought about how many folks there are in jail for crap like that.  When I should have been doing a beer order at the Store, I spent some time reading prison-related stories and found that approximately half of all the many people we have in jail are in for drug-related offenses:

ACLU.com
Sentencingproject.com

Back to my work-release friend, it makes me ask "Just what purpose is being served by having thrown him in jail for a year?"  I know, drunk drivers kill tens of thousands of people a year etc. and he's got to learn.  However as he himself said, this boy is a slow learner.  He is also a good example of how what we have been doing very obviously is not working.  (OBTW the technology to eliminate drunks from driving is already around.  It just needs to be mandated on every vehicle (click here.) 

As an aside here and related to the just-passed 9/11 remembrances, think what the result would have been had we expended as much time, effort and money on eliminating drunk driving deaths, estimated to be 10,000 in the US each year, as we spent trying to vindicate the deaths of 3,000 9/11 victims by invading the Mid-East and stirring up that hornets nest.  Apples-oranges comparison you may say, but my point is - drunk drivers are still killing people and how we are trying to combat it is just not working.  

Later in the afternoon I picked my friend up and drove him back to the bus stop.  It was one of those 90+ hot days and he noted how he dreaded going back to the County jail with no A/C.   "Another reason to stay out of there," I suggested.  "You got that right," he agreed. 

Maybe he has learned his lesson; but I doubt it. 

Every prisoners' lament:

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Mark Your Calendar - 25 September

Even though it is the weekend of the County fair when it usually rains, on the 25th of September I would  like to do something at Buzzy's Country Store in memory of Bart. 

Still working out the details but eventually my hope is to establish this as an annual fund raiser for the American Diabetes Association.  Bart was diabetic and the last couple years of his life saw him undergo a number of medical procedures due to complications from diabetes.  We will have a collection basket on the counter for donations to ADA in memory of Bart.

Circle your calendar and plan on joining us that afternoon.


Love and Theft - Released 9/11/2001

Walmart used to receive their latest CD's for sale on Tuesday.  (Been so long since I have purchased a CD from Walmart that I have no clue if this is still the case.)

On 9/11 in 2001, I knew that Dylan's latest album Love and Theft was coming in that day.  Immediately upon being sent home from the Base due to the attacks, I went to Walmart and found it.  As I waited in line to pay for it the person behind me of course began talking about the attacks.  He discussed that he'd heard estimates of the casualties to be in the thousands, and that by comparison only 2,400 had been killed at Pearl Harbor and so on.  He was very upset and animated about it but when he paused to take a breath, all I could come back with was  "Well, I got Dylan's latest CD so things aren't too bad."  He just looked at me like I was crazy.

Well, imagine my disappointment when I popped the CD into the car player, listened to it on the way home and found that I did not care for it at all.  Couple songs caught my ear but overall I didn't like it as it sounded like Dylan was just screwing around to me.  I remember hearing some of the tunes like Po' Boy and Moonlight and thinking "Come on Bob, you can't be serious."

I liked Honest With Me and Sugar Baby but that was about it.  Mississippi was ok but I liked Sheryl's version of it much better.

Found this look at Love and Theft where the reviewer Dan Wilson hit the nail on the head for me when he noted "If someone took away this album from me forever, I'd be ok, I would survive."

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Old Photos

While I don't do the Buzzyblog for feedback I do appreciate it whenever someone says something nice about something they have read or seen here.  In the time that I have been doing this, I have noted that the posts that seem to spark the most comments from folks are of two varieties, a good type and a bad type.  T

The bad comes about when I vent or get something off my chest like when I had all of my doo dahs with my f'ed up neighbor.  Anything I wrote about him seemed to generate a bunch of comments from folks.  Most of the comments were sympathetic as it seems that just about everybody has a f'ed up neighbor to deal with.

But on the good side of the ledger, whenever I put old Buzzy photo's on here, people will
comment to me on how much they enjoyed seeing those.  It has led me to compose this little rip off of that thing (right) about where someone serves their guests:

No matter what I choose on the Buzyblog to post,
People seem to like the old photos the most. 

Here then are some old photos.  First up is a 1954 photo of my Mom, my Sister Donna Jean and my Brother Steve.  It was taken on the side of the store.  Note the old road in the background and how close it used to be to the store's parking lot.  The new road straightened out the turn and moved over more onto Leola Price's property. That's Leola's old house in the background.
My Mom, Sister Donna Jean (2 weeks old) and brother Steve - 1954
Next up is a photo of some folks in Buzzy's.  I have identified the ones I know, but am not sure who the two on the left are.
J. Frank Raley Sr,, Jonesy Norris, Buddy White and Tippy
This is a funny one.  Check out the expression on Dick's face.
Jim Burdette Singing, Lou Gentry and Dick Listening (Trying to Anyway)
Speaking of pictures of the Store, the two Mary Lou Troutman paintings of Buzzy's are shown here.  Architecturally, there are a couple differences.  Can you pick them out?  Reason for the differences, one is pre-fire 1983 and one is post.