BOO!

Here’s some creepy, scary stuff to start the Halloween Season….Sensitive Readers should brace themselves. There is no cheesy Zombie screaming shit.

 

David Paulides has been researching people disappearing in our National Parks.  He stumbled on his first case when he was researching something else in a National park.  He contacted the National Park Service to get their list of missing persons and they said they didn’t keep one.  What?

After many letters, phone calls and emails the NPS said they could get him a list of missing persons in Yellowstone National Park and a national list.  However, the Yellowstone list would cost him about $35,000.  The national list would cost him millions.  The NPS said this was the cost of manhours to manually search NPS for missing persons stories.

The following is Part One.  Keep watch the parts on youTube and comment on the part you were listening to when you decided to stop and hide under your bed,

 

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The Ghosts of Indian Springs, Nevada

 

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TRUE STORY
During the filming of the Ted Turner film “Gettysburg” , Civil War reenactors came from all over the country to participate in the first authorized reenactment on the actual battle field. During a break, a group of men noticed a fellow reenactor emerge from the woods. “He smelled real bad”, remembered one man. The man said to them, “Rough one today, ay boys?” The men agreed with him as they complemented him on his authentic garb. He had a quizzical look on his face and asked them how they were situated for ammunition. When they replied that they had no ammunition, the man reached into his pouch and produced a handful of musket rounds. He apologized for not having more to share. As they were inspecting their gifts the man turned and disappeared back into the woods.

Noticing that they didn’t look like the rounds issued to them, they went to the head of props for the film, who told them they weren’t issued by him. Later they made their way into Gettysburg proper to have them checked out, and were chilled to learn that they were genuine musket rounds, dating from the time of the battle.

Here’s your reward for getting this far…..

How Much Trouble Can a Kid Get Into, Again

How about assault with a deadly weapon?

 

Josh was in the second grade at good old Indian Springs School.  He got RPC’ed.  that Required Parent Coverence for you single types.  His big brother Tony (10) was coaching him on his first RPC.  Tony could go a whole week without skipping a RPC.

“Just walk up and give him the paper.”

“He’ll start screaming, but don’t flinch.”

“When he done screaming he’ll talk to you.”

Don’t say nothing but “yes sir.”

“Listen real hard because he’ll say stuff that you’ll have to remember.”

 

So with trembling hands, Josh approached me in the Dad’s Chair.  Mom had already told me.  I took the letter.  Read it.  Then said, “Dismissed”.  Josh fled with relief.

“That was bullshit”, Tony said later.  “He didn’t yell or nothing.”

 

Joshua had been indeed charged with assault with a deadly weapon.  The weapon of choice?  A cookie.

Our school in IS went from kindergarten to the 12th grade all in the same spot. “Thunderbirds” were our mascot.

Josh was at lunch and they were serving these big ass cookies.  A good six inches around.  Sitting across from him was a little girl from his class.  Throwing down his best come on line, well second best.  His best was that he’d point to his eyes and say, “My eyes are blue.”  Anyway, in this case he said, “I bet you can’t eat that cookie in one bite.”  Trying not to disappoint, the girl took on the challenge.  I’m sure you ladies have similar stories.  In bars.  Needless to say she cacked it back up on her tray.  Horrified, she didn’t know what to do.  A janitor saw her plight and came to the rescue. He picked up her tray and took it away.

 

A lunch guard  monitor saw this go down and reported Joshy to the Dean.  The Dean was a bitch   angel with the demeanor of a Gestapo Agent professional.  By the time the story got to her, it had turned into Joshy pinning the girl to the table and stuffing a fucking cookie down her throat.  I’m sure that’s possible, but not in this case.

 

You never get to use the  “asinine” in a business letter, but I did.  When I attended the RPC, I handed the Dean the letter.  I informed her to read carefully because the next thing she’d say would be a career altering moment in her life.  She did read it carefully.  When she looked up at me, she reached for that the RPC paperwork and the report and torn it up.

 

Good Move.

The original,

HOW MUCH TROUBLE CAN A KID GET INTO?