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Post by bowiebruce on Sept 10, 2014 17:39:37 GMT -5
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Post by niamhaine on Sept 11, 2014 4:08:52 GMT -5
Dear old Conrad, I forgot you are his neighbor. Does he still have the car with the doll baby heads on the hood? My memories of him bringing his "Irish culture" class to JPatrick's were epic.:
"Now we are going to do an Irish toast, can you say "Slainchee"?"(It's pronounced slawn-cha :
One time he actually wore a T-shirt with those filthy overalls ! The bad news- unfortunately, it was bright orange. As he stood there swigging his beer out of the pitcher yelling for a rebel song, the singer told him to go home and change his shirt, then maybe it would happen . The good news was that the orange shirt temporarily covered his absolutely filthy underwear that was normally on display .
Seeing folk's faces when they came into the pub remarking on the weird car parked outside was priceless.
Conrad definitely marches to his own drum. Enjoy the wake!
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Post by Olive on Sept 13, 2014 16:47:59 GMT -5
Bruce, the link doesn't work so I will try it again for you. It is a great story. Thanks for sharing it. try this link
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2014 17:06:34 GMT -5
We should applaud being different. Cookie cutter everything is so boring.
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Post by vosa on Sept 13, 2014 18:03:56 GMT -5
I live in an even neighborhood and I too am sad to hear of the demise of 1990 Pontiac Grand Am.
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Post by bowiebruce on Sept 15, 2014 14:24:27 GMT -5
Saturday night's procession was pure Conrad--plenty of adult beverages, eclectic music (live peformance by Big Blow and the Bushwackers), and a big bonfire.
The police only stopped by once, a quick drive by.
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