the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake St.
That's an awesome picture, thanks, Fran, you must have sent it to me a few years ago.
I was just thinking of the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake Street, about to go into a Pool Room named 'Gentleman Jim's' .....the color of that parrot reminded me because that's what color they said my face was after it happened. :shocked2:
There's nothing like getting lifted to your tip toes by a 45 Caliber to "lift your spirits"......especially when you're an 18 year old kid.
Anyway, I thought that experience had been blocked out, but it came back in vivid color when I saw that picture - it's sometimes unusual what anchors us to repressed memories.
I took that photo, too.
That's an awesome picture, thanks, Fran, you must have sent it to me a few years ago.
I was just thinking of the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake Street, about to go into a Pool Room named 'Gentleman Jim's' .....the color of that parrot reminded me because that's what color they said my face was after it happened. :shocked2:
There's nothing like getting lifted to your tip toes by a 45 Caliber to "lift your spirits"......especially when you're an 18 year old kid.
Anyway, I thought that experience had been blocked out, but it came back in vivid color when I saw that picture - it's sometimes unusual what anchors us to repressed memories.