tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post113248002300434711..comments2023-05-01T12:02:36.502-04:00Comments on You're shitting me, right?: You've got WHAT for sale?Thomas J Wolfendenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15222969433922908517noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post-1132555357570331112005-11-21T01:42:00.000-05:002005-11-21T01:42:00.000-05:00When did you go changing your title? I like it...When did you go changing your title? I like it...Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post-1132540480570798362005-11-20T21:34:00.000-05:002005-11-20T21:34:00.000-05:00Lora: I know 'Mom'... It WAS dangerous... But back...Lora: I know 'Mom'... It WAS dangerous... But back that long ago the world was a much different place. Folks could let the kids roam all over the place by themselves for hours, miles away from home and not worry. And I look forward to the homestead story. I really liked your hunting story, left a comment.<BR/><BR/>Berly: That gives me a good idea for a story...<BR/><BR/>Linny: Yeah, that could be dangerous... Stumbling onto somebody's dope patch. Luckily that never happpened to us.Thomas J Wolfendenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15222969433922908517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post-1132527554739507512005-11-20T17:59:00.000-05:002005-11-20T17:59:00.000-05:00My brothers did all that investigating and war pla...My brothers did all that investigating and war playing too. Me...I was too big of a chicken. Especially after they came across some guy growing pot in his back yard and he ran them off...Lindseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08044970270356817829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post-1132494554073134522005-11-20T08:49:00.000-05:002005-11-20T08:49:00.000-05:00I never knew I wanted to own a part of a missile, ...I never knew I wanted to own a part of a missile, until now. :)<BR/><BR/>Also, your exploring sounds like horror movie screenplay.<BR/>"Man goes into woods to deer hunt, sees an old abandoned home. He enters, never to return . . . "berly02https://www.blogger.com/profile/04192281004184669801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10608053.post-1132492836357992842005-11-20T08:20:00.000-05:002005-11-20T08:20:00.000-05:00Too funny sales pitch, Tom! :) I'd no idea there ...Too funny sales pitch, Tom! :) I'd no idea there were such desireable properties available.<BR/><BR/>The mom in me wants to scold you for playing in such a potentially dangerous place as the abandoned missile plant, but I'll refrain.<BR/><BR/>And I also love investigating old abandoned places; something I began doing as a kid with my mom and dad. They were into it, too. I like to imagine the people who lived there and what things looked like back then. We would locate the old dump site on farms and homesteads and dig for buried treasure: old bottles, broken dishes, etc.<BR/><BR/>This topic has given me inspiration for a blog of my own concerning my great, great, great (he was a really great guy) grandfather's homestead. Coming soon to a blogspot near you!Lorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12283030471304809686noreply@blogger.com