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North American Shortwave Pirate / Re: Mix Radio International 6870 usb 0027 utc 20 Aug 2022
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Mix Booming here in Winter Park, FL
0149 Keep On - D Train
0149 Keep On - D Train
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There was a dead end alley the cops used to do their night shift napping in about a block and half away. You could hear them calling into the station when they missed something serious going on, which was all the time in the heart of lower Crackton.
The Bloods owned an apartment building down the block on my side of the street and the house directly across from the apt. building. It gave them a nice field of fire when rival gangs rolled through.
My wife signed the lease on the place before I could check it out. She drove me over there the next day. A bunch of guys in red blocking the street at about 5 p.m. She was fretting we'd be late meeting the landlady, I told her not to worry, they were there to pick up tonight's products and would be gone in a couple of minutes. She went, "What products?" I just rolled my eyes. Pregnant women can be so oblivious to what's going on in front of them. I explained it to her when we got in the house. Her words were, and I quote, "Uh-oh."
When we first started hearing shots from that end of the street, I told her they were probably shooting at muskrats down on the river bank and not to worry. About a year in, there was full fledged fire fight, police helicopters, the whole nine yards. I had her take the baby and get down as low in the cast-iron bathtub as they could. I got my shotgun and got behind the bathtub. It didn't last much longer, city, state, and county cops were all over that block.
The next day two things happened, my wife decided we were moving, and later when I was out in the yard looking at all the yellow tape and bullet riddled cars, I hear a voice behind me say, "Do you have a crowbar I can borrow?" It was one of the younger Bloods I used to say hello to as he had a baby about the same age as mine. I said,"No, but I've got a claw hammer I'll let you borrow, will that do?" He said "Yeah, probably." (I've always found it doesn't hurt to be nice to folks like that. I walked out to go to work one morning when I lived there and discovered every car on the block except ours and there's had their tires slashed. I don't know what it was about, but I knew it wasn't a coincidence.)
About 15 minutes later he shows back up carrying a paper bag and the claw hammer. He hands the hammer back to me and thanks me. That was the last I ever saw of those folks.
When my daughter was a baby, we had a baby monitor that would receive and transmit all over the place. There was a Wendy's behind us and a Long John Silvers nearby, we got all of the orders, two meters we heard it. The thing would transmit a decent distance, I put the kid down for a nap once, said "I love you." and this old woman came over the receiver, "Delores, did you hear that? That man said he loved you!"
REO threw out ton's of plastic guitar pic's w/"REO Speedwagon" on both sides after each show into the crowd early on. I'm sure I wasn't the only 14 y.o. that said "Screw practicin! I'm on the road to fame and fortune now!"