Garrett Duke

Well if I had the money and the means, I would quit my job and work on writing full time, but then again, it is probably for the best that I am unable to quit my job and work full time at writing. LOL...I am sure I am not the best writer or would make it very far even if I attempted to do so. So I guess I'll stay with the job I've got. As for a Hazzard job...hmmm that is a good question. Be horrible working on cars or working at the Boar's Nest. Since I do work at a day care, perhaps I could open my own day care in town...Or work at the orphanage, that would be a sad but rewarding job.

I am glad to hear that Harry was able to awaken from his coma and able to write you (MM) an update - thank-you for keeping us all updated on Harry's conditions, MM. Harry and his family will remain in my thoughts and prayers. Hang in there, Harry!

Well I don't know exactly what my favorite funniest moments on the Dukes are...but the scene that automatically pops in my head is (I can't think of the episode off the top of my head) is Rosco chasing the boys in cirlces around the town square and hits a parked vehicle and he states that he should write the vehicle up for drunk parking. Or something to that effect (sounds funnier coming from him!) but it cracks me up everytime I see it. Or in Deputy Dukes when the boys are deputize and walk out covering their faces and climb into the back seat...and later in the episode when they are being chased and that poor farmer kept trying to get out of his truck only to have the boys and the bad guys come back at him. He finally pulls up and gets out the other side...or something like that. Just to name a couple. . .

I have a quick question...for the challenges, can we use author created characters or is it to be only the show characters to be used?

Harry and his family are in my thoughts and prayers in their difficult time. Hang tough, Harry.

Well...I haven't been able to find the time tosit down and watch an episode in a long time, but I agree with you, Lori - that no matter how much you have seen an episode, they still make you laugh and cry.

I have all seven season on DVD box sets plus the reunion movies...now if I could only find the time to watch them...

Dukefan- I am sorry that you are so down right now and that things are not going your way. I know how you are feeling and I feel for you. But as I believe has been said before in this thread, please don't give up hope. (The Dukes never gave up hope. If they did, the boys would be forever in jail and Jesse would be out of a farm by Hogg's attempt to gain their land...) I hope that you will find your model of the General Lee and that one day the remaining cast will be close enough for you to travel to go see. Most of all, I hope that you will start feeling better and that things will start to get better for you.

Good advice, Duke fan. Harry- You are in my thoughts and prayers. Don't ever give up your fight. I hope and pray that with the help of the Good Lord and with medicine you will find the strength to pull through this. Once again - you are in my thoughts and prayers.

Well, congradulations Redneck Girl and to everyone else who was going for the Steelers to win last night. I am happy for you that your team had won for you last night. As for my favorite baseball team, it is the Chicago Cubs. I have been a big Cubs fan since I was four years old and will be until the day I die. Go Cubs!

Chet- I like your pictures...you are very talented. As was stated by others so far, I wish I could draw. But I can't. LOL. Thank-you for sharing your talent, your artwork with us.

Well of all my years of writing and belonging to this page, I have yet to join in on a challenge...due to my un-cooperative muses! Though lately, my muses have been unusually cooperative with me, so I will be writing a story for March's Luck Challenge. In fact, I already got the story started and have a title for it. Now only if I can keep it going. . .

Well...I am not all that big into football since it is still kinda hard for me to understand the rules and all. I am more into racing and baseball...a couple more weeks until Daytona . Anyways...but since Kurt Warner is from the same state and around the area I live/grew up at, I will go for his Cardinals. (Even if it does make me the only one here to go for the Cardinals;) )

"He's probably right. Damn it." Luke slowly says into Paul's ear piece before silence resides into his ear piece and through his high tech binoculars, Paul silently watches Luke quickly snatching something from the mechanic's greasy hands. Sitting high in a thickly covered tree, Paul tiredly watches the old farm house as well as listening into the many bugs that he had planted within and outside of the old farm house. And within the vehicles. All in a precautious move in case they were to begin to suspect anything. "I need to go. I need to find him before. . ."Luke's trembling voice cuts into the thick silence that had momentarily moved into his ear piece while he watches Luke climb into the vehicle the hick mechanic had towed into the drive only moments ago. For a long silent moment, Paul watches Luke backing out of the farm's dirt drive way to be followed by the mechanic in the old tow truck. Watching them driving away, Paul relaxes against the thick trunk of the tree as fear and panic abruptly hits him; panic and fear as realization quickly settles in. Realization that Luke has now caught upon the scent of the truth, thanks to his troublesome cousin to place him as a danger to him and his old friends. Sighing heavily, Paul glances down at the small cell phone that he had set out before him in case he were to get a call or if he would need to make an emergency call. An emergency call alerting Reyes and the gang when and if Luke caught whiff of the truth, when Luke became a threat to him. Problem is, is that despite their plan and the truth behind his reasons of being in Hazzard, Paul has grown to like Luke. He had welcomed himself into Luke's life by meeting up with him at the local bar in town, supposedly on accident, where he had played Luke magically. Played him by crying out his false story he had made up months ago when they had worked out the plan, cried to Luke about love and money lost due to fighting for his country. He had earned Luke's trust through the common thread his false story had with Luke's true story of fighting in a war filled of horror and violence. He earned Luke's trust by pretending to have common goals, common interests, and a common back ground. Somewhere along the way he had grown to like the small town hick, the small town hick who had fought his own cousin and old friend to protect and defend him; a stranger he had welcomed into their life. A stranger who had planted himself into their life to bring damage upon their local law and who ever happened to get in the way. Such as Bo and now his old uncle who he has now confided in. And now Luke and Cooter once he makes the call to Reyes and the gang to relay all he had just heard the two say inside and outside of the old farm house. Unless he doesn't make the call. For a long moment, Paul sits upon the small tree stand he had built days before he had made himself known to the old Marine sargeant and his family. Built in advance to fulfill their plans as he had planted the bugs within and around the house and within their vehicles while they were out throughout his stay at the farm. His mind wanders aimlessly around what he had just heard and of what he should do now that Luke has now caught on to him. At least enough to believe what his cousin had attempted to tell him before Luke had kicked him out of the house. Abruptly his thoughts are interrupted as the soft vibrating noise from his phone catches his attention and he quickly grabs it up to find Reyes number listed upon the screen. "Reyes," Paul slowly states, "I'm still in the tree stand. The mechanic just left the farm." "What he want?" Reyes snaps, "I think the mechanic is getting too snoopy. Is Luke-" "No, no. Nothing like that," Paul hears himself saying, "Luke called him in a few minutes ago. He wanted Cooter, the mechanic, to drop off an extra car since his stupid cousin took the car they shared with him when Luke kicked him off of the farm. So he dropped off an extra car and left." "Just dropping off an extra car?" Reyes speaks skeptically before saying, "Well OK. Well," Reyes pauses for a long moment, "Bo and the old man is about to have a dreadful and painful accident. Hope you are around to babysit Luke while it happens, hate for him to get in the way of the accident, now wouldn't we?" "Yeah we would," Paul complies, silently wondering how things had gotten so complicated. It was only suppose to be Hogg that got it after they had kidnapped him and spread a little fear into him for what he had done to his dad. But now Luke's cousin and beloved uncle will come to their painful fate all because Bo couldn't keep his mouth shut as he was threatened to do. Paul sighs, thankful that Reyes has decided upon Bo's and Jesse's planned accident, instead of killing Luke over Bo's big mouth. For now at least. . . (CUE LORI...I hope you don't mind that I posted out of turn Hope it isn't too long for you)

I kinda remember that episode...the diet part at least. I think I should take a lesson from his diet...I may actually eat less and be less tempted to eat all the time if an alarm went off on me everytime I opened the fridge or cabinet door. Hmmmm.

Bo James- Thank-you for reminding me that tonight will mark the thirtieth anniversary! I knew it was the end of January that it first originally aired, but never would have thought about it if it weren't your post there. Thanks! That sounds like a good idea to have everyone watching "One Armed Bandits" to mark the anniversary! I don't know if I'll be able to or have time to do that tonight though. Hope y'all will have fun watching the Dukes.

Time seems to slowly tick on for Luke as he sits at the table, nervously staring through the open front door. More questions explodes within him as his thoughts bounces from his past to the present. Of how close he had been to Bo before Paul had shown up, of how protective he had been. And then Paul shows up. . . "Damn," he angrily says to interrupt the silence, the silence that only builds tension and deep emotions within me. Standing up from his seat, he once again begins to pace the floor, his thoughts fixated upon Paul and the time he has had in Hazzard. Only to send more questions rippling through him. Where is Paul now? For someone who had only arrived in Hazzard a week or two ago and for someone who claims to never have been to Hazzard until now, Paul seems to be gone alot. And without a reason or a notice. Yet he acts so clueless about Hazzard and where to go. Asking questions of Hazzard's past, of Hazzard's traditions. Of who's who in Hazzard. Yet for someone who is supposedly only passing by, a couple of weeks is a long time to stay, even if you find a friend to hang out with. "Don't add up," Luke hears himself say aloud, letting out the breath he had been holding in. After a brief moment of more twisted silence filled with questions and emotions, the sound of tires hitting the dirt drive way breaks his attention and his pacing comes to a halt at the door. Slight relief slithers through Luke at the sight of Cooter's dusty tow truck pulling to a halt in front of the porch, an old car hitched to the end of the tow. Relief that is quickly replaced with guilt at the sight of Cooter stepping out of the truck, guilt toward all that he had said to Cooter only hours ago. How he had treated Cooter. Only because Cooter had stuck up for Bo and was demanding answers. "Hey Cooter," Luke casually says as he opens the screen door to meet Cooter on the deck. "Thank-you for coming out as quickly as you did and for loading me up an extra car. I'l make sure to take real care of her for you." "I'm sure you will," Cooter replies dryly before placing a stern hand upon Luke's shoulder, "but before you go, I think you owe me an explanation." Luke eyes his friend for a long moment, the words he had spoken to Cooter still piercing within him while remembering Cooter's threats and answers. Chills spread through him, Cooter was right. Bo wouldn't accuse Paul or anyone of anything without a reason. . . "Look Cooter, what you want me to say? You were right? Heck," Luke pauses for a long moment, "we all know you were right. Or how wrong I am or was." Luke goes quiet for a long moment, realizing that if he were to side with Bo and Cooter, that he'd be turning his back on his newly aquinted friend, Paul. "You are right. Bo's family, no matter what mistakes or choices he makes. He's family. And Paul," Luke sighs as he looks off into the distance, questions of where Paul may be at and what Bo knows about him once again hits him. "All I know about Paul," Luke turns back to Cooter, "is what he has told me, how he has acted." Cooter nods. "That's a start," he offers a stiff smile. "Though that doesn't make him a bad guy, but once again you are right, Bo has yet to accuse anyone wrongly without a reason. I have spent the past hour or so by myself thinking of what you said, what I said, and about everything," Luke pauses for a long moment as his thoughts falter upon Bo, wondering where he is and how alone he must be feeling, "to realize how dumb I have been. Paul is not worth losing Bo over and the more I stop and think, the more I realize how wrong I've been and how correct Bo is. And as you said earlier, if Bo's right, that means our whole family is in trouble." Luke stops to allow silence to filter between them to look out over the dark sky and chills of fear crawl across his body. The chills of fear that normally take over when Bo is about to get in some sort of trouble or danger or is in trouble. "Cooter!" Luke alertly says to force Cooter to jump in surprise, "I've got to go find Bo. You know where he is?" Cooter shakes his head no as the intensity within Luke's blue eyes build fear deeply within him, fear in knowledge from the past behind what the look usuaully means. Bo's in trouble. "I tried calling out to him before I came to the farm," he slowly starts, "he refused to tell me his location over the radio. Said he didn't think it would be best to say his location over the air." "He's probably right. Damn it," Luke slowly says as he places his hands out to impatiently grab the spare set of keys from Cooter from the towed car, "I need to go. I need to find him before. . ." His voice trails off and Cooter blankly nods before snapping into reality and runs back to his truck with Luke right behind him. Together they un-tow the car a moment before Luke hops in and starts the car to leave Cooter standing alone in their driveway, watching Luke quickly speeding out onto the dirt road. (Cue Lori - great post, glad to see the story getting another restart )