In Roger's words.....about Kathy his wife.
Hey, I wasn't looking for a girlfriend.. I was
having too much fun
trashing GJs (wish I was kidding about that one). She chased me
long time before she caught me.. I think she got me drunk and
advantage of me. Yeah.. that was it.. :) I guess it worked out,
considering we are going to celebrate our 27th anniversary this
She was just too damn cute to not let her tag along!
She was definitely a repressed wildchild. I thought it best to
the motorcycle after we pulled a wheelie from one end of the GJ
parking lot to the other and the first words out of her mouth
were "let's do it again!". That was just a bit crazier than my
parking-lot-length white smokes in my Mach 1. I think you
especially fond of those, Todd. No, wait.. it was the opposite
that, wasn't it.. :) And she still says "foots". It cracks the
up to no end.
And hey, I tried to make up for trashing the place by cleaning
place for the three year I worked there. I even got Brandi
scrub under the shelves. :) Of course by that time, pretty much
EVERYONE was drinking and poor Dave was constantly asking why we
missing at least a keg of beer a month.
Kathy and I did day shift for quite some time.. we had a great
I think that's when we really started to know things were going
work.. when a couple can work together every day and still get
that's a good thing. I still liked working oven weekend nights
best.. there's definitely an art to having two ovens full. Not
delivering was bad.. I got a $20 tip once just because I was
to work through the Superbowl (y'all know I don't like
I actually tried to buy the place when those drug guys closed
had a business plan (I still have the last five years of
statements from Dave) several investers I was working on, but it
clear a recession was coming.. and I wasn't sure how bad those
had ruined the name (or if I wanted to get involved with "those"
of people. In the end, that guy that owned told me I could just
the name (stupid me didn't get it in writing). If we had not
a kid, I would have done it. I REALLY wanted that place. Now
just a black wall with movie posters on in. I was most sad.
But, thanks to Willingham, we were a family that has lived on
the building. We all had our differences and didn't always all
along, but Dave built a bond that has lasted for decades.
who has ever been as close to a group of people bonded only (in
cases) by work.. before or since. When Kathy and I got married,
knew (at least for the year-and-a-half we lived at Celery Stalk)
if it was a Friday or Saturday night, there would be at least 15
people coming over.
Lest anyone think otherwise, this has all been toung-in-cheek. I
cherish the memories of GJs.. did I mention I met my wife there?
My kids know about GJs (my oldest actually works across the
lot at Chuck's.. where I went when I left GJs). Pretty much
I know knows about GJs. It, and everyone there, were such a big
of my life. Nothing but the fondest memories.
And yes, the Slab-O-Cow parties. Those were so much fun and I
always in awe of the turnout. We stopped those when child two
born with critical heart problems. That's when we quit drinking,
almost 11 years ago. Something about the thought of making a
death decision while drunk wasn't real appealing. That pretty
put an end to the parties. I definitely miss all you.
Y'all are all family and I love you all. Y'all hold a big place
heart and it will be that way until the day I die. Fun times,
sure! Y'all take care now, ya hear? :)
Ciao for now.