Was that a TV? Can't have done your eyes much good at 3.5 inch.My S&W 645 3.5 inch with exotic wood grip.
Regards,
Jay.
EDIT: I just looked it up, it's a pistol
Was that a TV? Can't have done your eyes much good at 3.5 inch.My S&W 645 3.5 inch with exotic wood grip.
Dr. Jon, you are possibly correct, except that I recently found a photo of me from that very day, confirming my memory back in 1965. I’m smiling a wonderful smile.I dunno Dan, I suspect halcyon days like that exist only in memory. If you’re prone to anxiety now odds are pretty good that you were prone to anxiety then.
Smith and WessonWas that a TV? Can't have done your eyes much good at 3.5 inch.
Regards,
Jay.
EDIT: I just looked it up, it's a pistol
Sadly that was one of my aforementioned toys. I had like 20 vehicles and over 100 joes/cobras.My Gi Joe cobra Terror Drome. I foolishly threw it away when I became a teenager.
is this the venue in Pittsburgh or something else?“Rosebud”…
It was the final words spoken in George Orwells Citizen Kane.Sadly that was one of my aforementioned toys. I had like 20 vehicles and over 100 joes/cobras.
is this the venue in Pittsburgh or something else?
Awe man. I had a 250 Cemato. Loved that bike.My 1973 Bultaco 250 Alpina. That thing would climb a tree. Unfortunately, it broke, a lot, and parts came on a boat from Spain.
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Oh, thanks. I somehow have never seen it. I should probably make a point to see it.It was the final words spoken in George Orwells Citizen Kane.
It's his childhood sled...Oh, thanks. I somehow have never seen it. I should probably make a point to see it.
That sounds fabulous! If you find that surgeon, please don't hesitate to DM me.... After the gland was removed alongside the tumor, he’s been like a zen monk - not even a hint of stress or anxiety. I sometimes wonder if I could get the damn thing removed by some back alley surgeon somewhere
Wow. I've only seen one of those in person and that was in the early 90's. One of the rarest air cooled VWs.My 1968 Volkswagen Karmann Ghia Type 34.... Here's me and my beloved companion, circa 1982, in a Los Angeles suburb.
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