Back in the 60′s my Dad use to travel a lot on business, through LAX.

At the time, The Krisnas use to be able to VERY AGGRESSIVELY hassle the passengers ‘pimping their stuff’.

When one of ‘em approached my Dad to give his pitch, he would pull out his key chain/clicker, and . . .

‘click’     ‘click’     ‘click’

They would often give up, say thank you, and then go hassle someone else.

My Dad said one guy would NOT GIVE UP, and followed him half way down the concourse; before finally being frustrated enough to say, “F*uck You!”.

My Dad, being my Dad, broke into, “Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare . . .”

I asked him how the guy reacted to that, and he said, “He laughed”.

cool

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About the same time:

One Saturday morning my Dad and I were watching college football, and he picked up his clicker and,

‘click’     ‘click’     ‘click’

My Mom who had been in the kichen, came around the corner to see what the noise was.

My Dad, being my Dad, held up his coffee cup, and said, “Refill,  please”.

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Well, suffice to say:

1. He did NOT get a refill.

and,

2. He saved his clicker for the airport.

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miss ‘em both, a lot

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Via: Stone Cat

http://stonedcats.tumblr.com/

A related wordpress page:

“Our ’55 Christmas card was taken at”

http://jonsfamily.wordpress.com/2009/05/05/our-55-christmas-card-was-taken-at/

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After Rome, we moved to The Hauge, Holland.

It took awhile for my folks to find a suitable place to live, and then even longer to TOTALLY remodel the place before we move in.

In the interim, we stayed at the Kurhaus Hotel, Scheveningen, which is located right on the North Sea coast.

The staff all knew we were there on an extended stay; and they truly went out of the way to make us feel at home.

A couple of the memorable memories for me was when one of them took me up inside the dome; and another was a quick tour in the kitchen. I remember I was given a pasty as a treat; and THEN having the gall to ask for another; and YES, they gave me one!

“Aan de medewerkers van de het Kourhaus, ik dank u hartelijk voor uw vriendelijkheid!”

http://www.hotels.nl/scheveningen/kurhaus/

http://loha-prasat.tumblr.com/

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Great site Jake!

p.a.

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and my favorite:

by Kelley R. Nicholson

Via: The Cyber Boxing Zone

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In 1899, an extraordinary young athlete ascended to the heavyweight championship of the world. He was an outdoor man of free spirit, not given to boast or loud manner, and he had little use for public acclaim. Yet many who saw him maintained that he was the greatest heavyweight fighter in ring history. Here is the story of James J. Jeffries.

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… “altogether riveting… historical biography of the highest order…Fittingly enough, Dr. Nicholson delivers a knockout”

- Dan Cuoco, Director, International Boxing Research Organisation

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… “through tireless research, Professor Nicholson brings to life the entire Jeffries, not merely the White Hope of popular image, the shell of a giant battered by [Jack] Johnson… But the whole of the man. A story long needed in its telling is here.

- Harry Shaffer, boxing historian, Proprietor, Antiquities of the Prize Ring

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… “an amazing piece of work, forged deftly by a scholar who knows his craft and knows the ring firsthand. It is a kind of book that I have long wished to see in this field.”

- Bob Oleson, noted boxing trainer, promoter and matchmaker

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“With the publication of this book, James J. Jeffries is poised to reclaim a prime spot on America’s cultural landscape”

- Mike DeLisa, boxing historian, founder of the CBZ

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http://www.cyberboxingzone.com/boxing/jeffriesbook.html

Oh wait a second, you already did that.

Okay then, GOOD LUCK with the surgery!