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Baseman
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40 years ago today. Harry refused to LEAVE his couch.
Baseman
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Parents loved going to Harry’s illegal speakeasy. Parties there were epic.
When we hit the dock around 9, my buddy's mom came running down to the dock and said she had to take me home. We listened on the radio as reports came in - people were talking about a wall of mud heading toward I-5 and dozens of people killed etc. It was strange because I recall it just being a nice, sunny day and you couldn't see shit from where we were.
When we got to my house, my old man loaded everyone in the van and we drove up to Capitol Forest and found a big lookout where you could see the volcano. The ash cloud was pretty awesome. We hung out there for a while watching it and taking photos.
csb
You know Harry was sitting on the porch that morning, or maybe out on the lake fishing. In either case, it was over quick. He was telling the governor to get fucked before it was cool to tell the governor to get fucked. The more things change, the more they stay the same I guess.
No zone
Drove back thru the mess (E WA), zero visibility, cuz mid-terms. Pulled into the porking lot of the dorm, and an RA came running out, jumped into my car, and we drove to the store and bought the last 20 cases of beer they had. Baseball practice in ankle deep ash was not enjoyable, and after the beer, booze and pot ran out (4-5 days IIRC), we vacated and went home, TSWO...
CSB
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_R._Truman
Try living in the region where the wind actually blew all that shit. The first few hours were scary as shit. Way more scary than this covid crap. No knowledge of whether the ash cloud was toxic, whether the ash would cause lung damage.
Eventually it turned into a massive street party with people sweeping that crap up. For months thereafter.
He was honorably discharged in June 1919, and he began prospecting, but failed to achieve his goal of becoming rich.
He later became a bootlegger, smuggling alcohol from San Francisco to Washington during Prohibition.
At some point, he returned to Chehalis, Washington, where he ran an automotive service and gasoline station called Harry's Sudden Service.
Truman grew tired of civilization after a few years and leased 50 acres (20 ha) from the Northern Pacific Railroad Company[4] overlooking Spirit Lake in the wilderness near Mount St. Helens...He settled at the foot of the mountain and opened a gas station and a grocery store he eventually opened the Mount St. Helens Lodge,close to the outlet of Spirit Lake, which he operated for 52 years.
During the 1930s, Truman divorced his wife; he remarried in 1935. The second marriage was short, as he reportedly attempted to win arguments by throwing his wife into Spirit Lake, despite her inability to swim. He began dating a local girl, though he eventually married her sister Edna, whom he called Eddie. They remained married, operating the Mount St. Helens Lodge together until Edna's death from a heart attack in 1978.
In the Mount St. Helens area, Truman became notorious for his antics, once getting a forest ranger drunk so that he could burn a pile of brush. He poached, stole gravel from the National Park Service, and fished on American Indian land with a fake game warden badge. Despite their knowledge of these criminal activities, local rangers failed to catch him in the act. The Washington state government later changed the state sales tax, but Truman kept charging the same rate. A tax agency employee rented a boat from him but refused to pay his tax rate, so Truman pushed him into Spirit Lake.
Truman was a fan of the cocktail drink Schenley whiskey and Coca-Cola. He owned a pink 1957 Cadillac, and he swore frequently.
He loved discussing politics and reportedly hated Republicans, hippies, young children, and especially old people. He once refused to allow Supreme Court Justice William O. Douglas to stay at his lodge, dismissing him as an "old coot". He changed his mind when he learned Douglas's identity, chased him for 1 mile (1.6 km), and convinced him to stay. When his wife Edna died in 1978, Truman closed his lodge and afterward only rented out a handful of boats and cabins during the summer.
Send Harry an invite. He wood more than hold his own in the Tug.
Why do people think it's interesting to tell people where they were? NOGAF