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|    Daryl Stout to George Pope    |
|    Re: Love and marriage    |
|    12 Mar 22 16:24:00    |
      TZUTC: -0600       MSGID: 1156.fidonet-memories@1:2320/33 26925ec1       REPLY: 1:153/757.0 1962da08       PID: Synchronet 3.19c-Win32 master/4280408dd Mar 8 2022 MSC 1929       TID: SBBSecho 3.15-Win32 master/4280408dd Mar 8 2022 MSC 1929       BBSID: TBOLT       CHRS: CP437 2       George,               > I saved the life of our shuttle bus driver at a square dance event 25        > years ago.               GP> How so?               It was at the National Square Dance Convention in Orlando, Florida. They       have shuttle buses that run between the various hotels and the convention       center, where all the activities are held. Dancers purchase a bus pass,        which provides unlimited rides for the convention from Thursday through       Saturday. Their first ride in is free, but they have to have a bus pass       for the return trip.               Well, on the last night of the convention, I was on the way back to the       hotel for a dinner break and a nap before the last night of dancing. A       tropical thunderstorm broke over the area, and "they were evacuating all       the water parks"...wise move, as you don't need to be in the water if       lightning is around.               We got to my hotel on International Drive (a main drag down there),       and at the entrance of a double wide drive, is a removable sign that       says "STOP!! SECURITY CHECK". Now, I had no problem with that, as you       only want registered guests at the hotel to park there. But, behind       the sign in his car, was the security guard in his car...we got boxed       in with International Drive at the back of the bus, and this sign, and       the guard's car at the front. The driver hit the horn, wanting the guard       to move...no response. He gets out of the bus, and the guard hauls off       and punches the driver in the face, knocking him to the ground!!               The ladies on the bus started screaming...the guard kept pummelling       the driver, until another guard pulled him off. The driver, disoriented       and bloodied, staggered back to the bus. I got on my ham radio handi-       talkie (HT), keyed up a local repeater, and announced "QST!! QST!! QST!!       MAYDAY!! MAYDAY!! This is N5VLZ, Portable 4. I have Emergency Traffic!!       Can anyone copy?? Over??". A close lightning strike resulted in a static       crash, and no response...so I repeated it. A ham in nearby Kissimmee heard       my distress call, and I told him what happened, and where the emergency       was. He called 911, and the police and paramedics showed up.                The driver had to be taken to the hospital, and ended up having major       surgery...and the guard ended up being arrested and charged with       aggravated assault. The case went to a jury trial just after Easter       Weekend the next year, and the State Of Florida flew me down there (it       was NOT my idea of a Florida Vacation) to testify. I said that I sided       with the guard, and said "We had no trouble the first 3 days of the       convention. I see no reason why I should change my stance now". The       guard was convicted of aggravated assault, and there was a civil suit       brought against the hotel and the security firm (I have no idea how       those came out).               When the square dancers said "You saved his life", I said "This is       what amateur radio operators prepare for...emergency communications".       Indeed, as far as the FCC is concerned...if you have a situation that       involves the safety of life, or the protection of property, you can       throw the rule book out. But, I was shaking so bad when I got back to       the Convention Center (from the adrenaline rush), that I couldn't go       back to dancing. So, I headed back to the hotel to pack up, and get       ready for the flight back home in the morning.               The guard could've very easily moved the car and sign, and let us       get in, then put it back.               GP> True story. TV encourages his, as they can sell stuff to pretendedly        GP> satisfy eros needs.               The advertisers know that "Sex Sells".               GP> J: Do you love me, Peter?        GP> P: You know I love you, Lord.        GP> J: Ahh, so you only love me?               GP> My version:        GP> J: Do you love me with all your heart & soul, with a willingness to die        GP> for me, if it came to that? P: You know I consider you a pal.        GP> J: *sigh* So I'm only a buddy to you?               Basically. Peter denied The Lord 3 times before the crucifixion, but       elivered       a fiery sermon at Pentecost. Tradition says he requested to be crucified upside       down.               GP> Lost in translation:               GP> BF: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: IĈM SORRY] GF:        GP> What's that? BF: Remorse code.               Cute.               GP> Since Ilium was another name of Troy, and -ad means "story of" in        GP> Ancient Greek, the correct translation of Iliad would be: Troy Story.               GP> Hey Google! Translate "Como estas frijole Coca Cola?" into English.        GP> Google: Ok... But you're not gonna like it... Google: "Howya bean pop?"               Really.               GP> My son asked: "Dad, have you seen my sunglasses?" I replied: "No son,        GP> but have you seen my dad glasses?"               Sounds like a shady conversation seen eye to eye.               GP> I asked my French friend if he knew what the word "pipi" translated to        GP> in English... He said, "oui, wee."               Veni, Vedi, Wee Wee. I came, I saw, I have to pee.               GP> I ran over 5 miles today        GP> Like, what are the odds they were all named Miles? Crazy.               My dog was named 5 miles, so I tell folks I walked 5 miles today.               GP> "Is this the Spanish word for 'nap'?" She asked, pointing to a word on        GP> the page.        GP> "Si, está."               I need to sleep on that one.               GP> German children are kinder.               Most kids today are just spoiled brats...whether they bathe or not.              Daryl              ... 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