RogerDuke

I think tomorrow night is the last ever Duck Dynasty show.....not counting reruns, of course.

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I hope you kept it between the ditches on your birthday yesterday Cale. You're a living legend! Happy Birthday!

I've wondered that too Hobie. Hmmm, this makes me wonder if there was any kind of copyright on the term "Ridge Runner" at the time. Maybe they couldn't use it. My fantasy NASCAR team in Garrett's league is called "Jesse Duke's Ridge Runners"

It looks like it's as wide as the Charger there which surprised me since it's a smaller car. I suppose that makes sense though since a wider car can handle turns better and Jaguars are known for their performance.

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I go to a lot of dirt track racing (oval shaped track) and It's always funny to hear people after a wreck. If car #23 gets in a wreck with car #44 the fans of car #23 blame the driver of car #44 and the fans of car #44 blame the driver of car #23. It happens every time! I guess that's called human nature.

I can even remember getting our first color television. The thing that I liked best was seeing cartoons in color....and Star Trek!

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It looks like Duke Dynasty is winding down. This is the last season for it. All good things must come to an end. I'll be fine though. The only time I had a tough time with a show ending was in 1985. Back then there was no way for me to see Dukes at all once they were off the air. They ended up getting rerun on a different network (ABC). I couldn't get that channel but then the VCR came out and I had someone record them for me. What an awesome feeling...to be able to watch the Dukes any time I wanted.

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Chase Elliott just won stage 2 at Phoenix a couple minutes ago. I haven't been this excited about a NASCAR driver since Cale Yarborough was in the driver's seat.

Very interesting....its good to hear from you again T.J.P.

crazy "Might be crazy but I ain't dumb"

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It was starting to get dark. Jesse had twisted his ankle an hour earlier. It was swelled up and walking was unbearable. He was moving slow and it had taken him two hours to make it back to the main trail and the massive oak tree that was the marker that had directed him to Amos's cabin. He couldn't stand the pain anymore and realized he wouldn't make it back to the truck before dark. He made a shelter out of dead long straight branches and put hemlock branches on top of them. He gathered kindling to start a fire but discovered he had left the matches with Amos. He was rubbing sticks together to start a fire but then it started to rain, soaking the small twigs he was trying to light. The old ridge runner laid in the shelter with no fire until it became completely dark. The rain intensified and he eventually became soaked. He started to shiver. He muttered to himself "I've been through worse" than added "but I was a lot younger then." He thought about the sealed letter and talked to himself some more "I'm lucky to have kids who listen to me but this is one time I hope they bend the rules a little and open that envelope telling them where I'm at. I'll likely die of hypothermia out here.....and I hope they bring Cooter's swamp buggy 'cause I don't know if they can carry me out by hand. That way they might be able to pick up Amos too."

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I have Sirius satellite radio channels on my television (Dish Network). I never listen to any of them except classic country and recently heard "Country Girls" by John Schneider. It always gives me a warm feeling anytime anything Dukes related is on.

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Jesse made Amos comfortable but knew his old friend was in no condition to travel. "I'm guessing you've suffered a stroke Amos since you're not able to use your left side at all. I dropped my backpack on a rock on the way here and broke the walkie talkie but I'm gonna light a fire in the fireplace and put some logs nearby so you can keep it going and I'll put some food and water close to you. Then I'm heading out to git some help. It ain't gonna be easy gittin ya outta here but I'll get Bo and Luke to make up a stretcher and we're gonna git ya to the doctors." Amos would have none of it. "I ain't going to no doctor Jesse. Just let me lay here in peace and meet my maker in the swamp. I want to be buried here and I want all my money to go to the orphanage. I've already made up my will. My brother up in Capitol City has it. I'm not sure why my donation didn't make it to the orphanage this year but I'll guess that little weasel JD Hogg had something to do with intercepting it." Jesse was mad. "Now Amos, I ain't gonna stand fer you wasting away here. You're the greatest inventor I've ever met and it just doesn't make sense you living out here alone and letting your brother manage all your money for you. You're gitting millions from all them there patents you came up with back in the 50s and you ought to head up to Capitol City and git some of that money in yer bank account and enjoy life." Amos displayed his anger as well. "Now Jesse I'm enjoying life just fine the way I am and I ain't going nowhere." Jesse walked out the door, "Then I'm a bringing the doctor to you." He began the journey back to his truck.

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