My wife felt better today and wanted to go eat at Columbia and I got another chance to visit Wayne Davis at Jon’s Pipe Shop directly South of the pillars on the Courthouse Square.
The place is forever 1975. I selected three 2 pounce cans of Windjammer, Six Pence and Navigator (only $14.75 a can) and a couple of Punch cigars and lit my Lee Three Star 5 point star Author while Wayne lambasted General Douglas MacArthur for his criminally reckless pomposity, narcissism and self aggrandizement that led to the disaster on the Yalu River in late 1950 to the local Christian Church pastor who was there to drive him home.
Wayne continued to beat on MacArthur’s ghost for being in bed with his teenage Filipino concubine for 9 hours after Pearl Harbor until the Japanese destroyed most of his planes on the ground, except of course for the one Colin Kelly II used to become famous. Then after abandoning his men to the Bataan Death March he ordered one of the last 1942 Packard Cippers with all options be shipped to Australia.
I hadn’t heard Dugout Doug get such a thorough trashing since my old Grandmother Ma Agee was in full cry after him.
But, Wayne did give him credit for Inchon, and said it was the only instance of good generalship he knew Mac to be involved with.
Wayne Davis has a European history PhD and is a priceless living Missouri treasure.
Go visit while you still can!
The only new pipes Wayne sells are Missouri Meerschaum Diplomats and Country Gentlemen (and of course no MacAurthurs or Generals). He has a full line of reconditioned estate pipes that sell from $35 to $80.
My wife came by and said who is that driving Wayne Davis home, and I replied his name is Luke, and he’s a Christian pastor watching out for one of his most precious sheep.
She said Cracker Barrel has a new menu with things I can eat, and I said I haven’t been there in years, but let’s go.
The new menu is good and the place seems much brighter, and my wife had grilled chicken and I had fish and chips, but alas they haven’t put Budweiser on the menu yet.
Who ever heard of cod and steak fries without a cold beer to wash it all down?
They did have antique tobacco ads on the walls though.
I liked Cracker Barrell a lot better when they had ash trays on all the tables, but I doubt those will ever come back, you know?
The place is forever 1975. I selected three 2 pounce cans of Windjammer, Six Pence and Navigator (only $14.75 a can) and a couple of Punch cigars and lit my Lee Three Star 5 point star Author while Wayne lambasted General Douglas MacArthur for his criminally reckless pomposity, narcissism and self aggrandizement that led to the disaster on the Yalu River in late 1950 to the local Christian Church pastor who was there to drive him home.
Wayne continued to beat on MacArthur’s ghost for being in bed with his teenage Filipino concubine for 9 hours after Pearl Harbor until the Japanese destroyed most of his planes on the ground, except of course for the one Colin Kelly II used to become famous. Then after abandoning his men to the Bataan Death March he ordered one of the last 1942 Packard Cippers with all options be shipped to Australia.
I hadn’t heard Dugout Doug get such a thorough trashing since my old Grandmother Ma Agee was in full cry after him.
But, Wayne did give him credit for Inchon, and said it was the only instance of good generalship he knew Mac to be involved with.
Wayne Davis has a European history PhD and is a priceless living Missouri treasure.
Go visit while you still can!
The only new pipes Wayne sells are Missouri Meerschaum Diplomats and Country Gentlemen (and of course no MacAurthurs or Generals). He has a full line of reconditioned estate pipes that sell from $35 to $80.
My wife came by and said who is that driving Wayne Davis home, and I replied his name is Luke, and he’s a Christian pastor watching out for one of his most precious sheep.
She said Cracker Barrel has a new menu with things I can eat, and I said I haven’t been there in years, but let’s go.
The new menu is good and the place seems much brighter, and my wife had grilled chicken and I had fish and chips, but alas they haven’t put Budweiser on the menu yet.
Who ever heard of cod and steak fries without a cold beer to wash it all down?
They did have antique tobacco ads on the walls though.
I liked Cracker Barrell a lot better when they had ash trays on all the tables, but I doubt those will ever come back, you know?
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