tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5882165486994692239.post4808610443815287650..comments2023-10-07T18:05:08.760+03:00Comments on Calvinistic Cartoons: Just for Laughs #43Eddie Eddingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15864410680077755048noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5882165486994692239.post-7854011533838718272011-11-24T01:08:12.439+03:002011-11-24T01:08:12.439+03:00Every year during the men's retreat the feller...Every year during the men's retreat the fellers gather round the fire for some good coffee and telling of Holy Ghost stories.Pastor Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16010915275090904612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5882165486994692239.post-37503483455889289582009-10-22T22:07:48.762+03:002009-10-22T22:07:48.762+03:00Were you amused?Were you amused?stranger.strange.landhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18095085549321636456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5882165486994692239.post-46932547600299325232009-10-22T21:56:03.260+03:002009-10-22T21:56:03.260+03:00Wait a minute...I thought you were the Stranger. W...Wait a minute...I thought you were the Stranger. Whats going on here? I'm starting to think you made that whole thing up just for our amusement.Mike Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08047891023552453477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5882165486994692239.post-81346996111380049052009-10-22T18:23:50.934+03:002009-10-22T18:23:50.934+03:00From the Picture-Memoirs of Chet “Pappy” Burnett
...<b>From the Picture-Memoirs of Chet “Pappy” Burnett</b><br /><br /><i>About once a month me and the boys would get together after an evening church service and camp out on the range for a night of smokes, song, and fellowship. (That’s me standing.)<br /><br />That’s “Slim” Blackman with the guitar singing, “I Saw the Light.”<br /><br />Next to “Slim” is Aurelius, the “Cowboy Philosopher.” Folks would come to him for sage advice about some difficulty in their lives. He would always say the same thing; “Stick to your guns.”<br /><br />Gaylord “Jingles” Jeffries (second from right) was always a “kick” to have around. “Jingles” was a professional freelance comical side-kick. <br /><br />The fella on the right was a man we dubbed “The Stranger.” He would always join us after we got together, and wander off before our meetings broke up. Never said a word. This went on for years. <b>(If anyone reading this recognizes the stranger in the picture, and can provide some information about him, please contact me.)</b><br /><br />_Pappy</i>stranger.strange.landhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18095085549321636456noreply@blogger.com