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Jerry    Posted 12-29-2004 at 11:46:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
A little bit prior to April of 89 a 12 year old boy was hunting in the brush land of southwest Florida. He was rattlesnake bit about one third of a mile from his house. The rattler bit through his shoe and in trying to get his fangs out of the shoe the rattler pumped in some more venom. When he got back to his house he fell unconscious. His foot had already sollen to a large ugly purple mass. The boys mother and father put him into their old pickup truck and headed for the emergency center 17 miles away. This mans pickup truck broke down 1 mile from the emergency center. Tried to flag down drivers who were honking their horns at him because he was blocking traffic, no one stopped. Out of desperation the father took the 12 year boy into his arms and stood behind his truck so the other drivers could see that he needed help. Still the other cars drove around him. Finally some IDIOT that appeared to be a Haitian farm worker stopped to help. This Haitian could not even speak English. But through motions the mother was able to show the Haitian how to get to the emergency center. 24 hours later the boy began to show signs of getting better. He did get better and lived. THANKS to that IDIOT Haition farm worker who could not even speak or understand English. Maybe some day if you should have some bad luck some IDIOT like myself or the Haition will stop to give you a hand or lift.


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Salmoneye    Posted 12-29-2004 at 12:13:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
You may want to calm down a tad...

I had no clue what you were on about till I just went back down through the posts and found your story about picking up a hitchhiker... don't know who you are, and I had not read that thread till I (just now) saw your name there...

I have no clue who the tard is that used my name, but their numbers are:

65.174.244.180

Sprint SPRINTLINK-2-BLKS (NET-65-160-0-0-1)
65.160.0.0 - 65.174.255.255
ISC Group SPRINTLINK (NET-65-160-0-0-2)
65.160.0.0 - 65.160.3.255
BrandX DSL BXDSLSWAN1 (NET-65-160-0-0-3)
65.160.0.0 - 65.160.1.255

My real IP numbers are:

65.19.72.112

Waitsfield Telecom WAITSFIELD-GMA (NET-65-19-64-0-1)
65.19.64.0 - 65.19.95.255
Green Mountain Access GMA-RICHPPPOE-72 (NET-65-19-72-0-1)
65.19.72.0 - 65.19.72.254

I have used this IP for more than 5 years...

I don't know who insulted you, but it was not me...Just some tard getting their jollies at my expense it seems...

If you care to look up all my old posts on the Ford 8N Board, please feel free...They will bear out that since 99 I have posted exclusively from Waitsfield, Champlain Valley Telecom...

PS.....I would have given the guy a coat too...




Zenia    Posted 12-29-2004 at 14:53:38       [Reply]  [No Email]
WOW that is really rude! I can't believe people falsify other people's names.

When I was about 9 years old (1972), I took our two dogs for a long walk and ended up on a somewhat remote road. Several cars passing by, but the nearest building or residence was at least a mile away (if anyone knows the Bay Area, this was Grizzly Peak Blvd., up in the hills, the closest building at that time would have been Grizzly Peak Stables, or the Little Train if it existed yet). In the turn-out of the road there was a car, fully covered, but with the motor running. I was only 9, but not too long before then our next door neighbor had commited suicide in his garage with his car fumes. His wife was too scared to enter the garage, so my mother went in and found him. So, I had an inkling that there was someone in the car, but I did not know and thought maybe it was a pair of lovers.

I tried to flag down cars, and several passed without stopping. Finally, a guy on a motor cycle pulled up. I told him I thought someone was inside the car. He told me to look, and I did - I lifted the cover, and could see a blue sweater and that a man inside had his head tilted back on the seat. I did not see his face. The guy on the motorcycle asked if he was sleeping. I said yes, but I knew he was not and I was absolutely terrified. The guy on the motorcycle took off.

By then I was really, really scared, in tears and wandering back down the road heading home. A nice man in a station wagon picked me up, and I told him I thought there was a dead man in the car. He stopped, tried the doors, but they were locked. He took me & the dogs to a ranger station in Tilden Park. They called my mother, and she came to get me. I saw the burnt-out looking inside of the car and fire engines on the way home. Later, my mother said the police believed the man died about 30 minutes before they got there, which means that he was alive when I first found him, and probably alive when the guy on the motorcycle stopped. To this day, I think that man may have held some hope of living, or he would have parked out of sight, not on a road with cars passing by.

I know this is a bizarre story, but it is true. As a child and now as an adult, I cannot explain the behavior of the guy on the motorcycle. Even the guy who gave me a ride - why did he just check the doors, not break open a window? And how could drivers not stop for a 9 year old girl wandering a remote road? I'll never know.


JoeK    Posted 12-29-2004 at 12:57:47       [Reply]  [No Email]
Came outta Iowa according to my check


Yah...    Posted 12-29-2004 at 13:09:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
I have searched YT, and I came up with a handle corresponding to the first 3 sets in the IP and the last part that the guy uses is 'IA' after his name...

Thanks JoeK...

Salmoneye,



jerry    Posted 12-29-2004 at 12:54:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
Sorry Salmoneye I do not know how to track people on this site with numbers. I assumed the people on this site had enough ba-ls to use their own names or at least not to use someone elses. I am pretty much computer illiterite to some extent. A BIG SORRY again. I feel that the people on this site all have good hearts just different beliefs. And no one will change their beliefs. As for cooling down a tad I was not that riled up. I have been called worse, I am not sure where he is planted though.


Not a problem...    Posted 12-29-2004 at 13:04:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
I should thank you for bringing it to my attention...

I just posted to Les below about the fact that I am now locked out from YTMag from posting under my own name I have used there since 1998...

I can find my name in Tractor Town and it is really me and my tractor, but the boards will not let me post as 'myself'...

I will let you know what I find...



Les    Posted 12-29-2004 at 12:17:27       [Reply]  [No Email]
On the east side of the Connecticut River, we spell it turd, not tard.
";^)


Yo Les...    Posted 12-29-2004 at 13:00:42       [Reply]  [No Email]
Uh...

When did we start registering on the YT boards???

Someone apparently has my handle???

209.163.3.178

But I can stil go to 'Tractor Town', and I am the one with the handle and the pic is my Dorf...

???

Salmoneye, The NOT Very Happy


Salmoneye    Posted 12-29-2004 at 13:48:14       [Reply]  [No Email]
Long letter in to Miss Kim...Will let you know what I hear...



LOL    Posted 12-29-2004 at 12:26:20       [Reply]  [No Email]
Thanks Les...

I am certainly not above calling someone an idiot, but I wouldn't use that word for someone doing a good deed...

Salmoneye,


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