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Nonsense of mine from work: cue center frame: MR SOAP!! Mr Soap is a symbol of hope: High-end remodeling is nothing but a nonstop trial of problemsolving, headaches, and endurance. And we manage to amuse ourselves with little songs in our heads, jokes, smartassery, whatever...and the occasional little staked-out victories. We managed to remove, in one piece, a whole shower wall of tile (about 300 dangerous, awkward lbs) while not disturbing this bar of soap forlorn by the owners months earlier.
Huzzah!! Long Live MrSoap!!

A photo from Grandma's side of the family - Great-great Uncle John McQuilkin. Know nothing about him except that he served in the 7th Cavalry in the 1860s, putting down the Dakotas Sioux Rebellion of 1863: In other words, he was a murderer or an accomplice under color of "authority" of the military. Don't know his personal story, but I do know that he felt good enough about it all to take a souvenir: a Lakotan, beaded and carved, Remington lever-action rifle that hung over my great aunt's mantlepiece for years

The mighty hunter in the de rigeur rural pose. My friend, Rich, says he is holding a $10,000 gun from the Spanish American War. He probably shot squirrels, coyotes and a occasional mountain lion on the ranch with it (In the 40s and 50s there were bounties on wildlife that "interfered" with ranching.) I 'm pretty sure I played with it next door at their house when I was about 4 or 5.

Sugar beet railcar smashed somebodies car to smithereens

New fangled behemoth of a tractor got stuck in the Salinas Valley mud.