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Geeze! Before it had a fancy name, we just called 'em "Two faced, back stabbin' manipulators."

Maybe I'm missing something here. John laid some facts on the table regarding authorship of RTHS. Yes, he injected some conjecture and opinion. I'm not asking anyone to address that aspect of the post. What I am inviting is disputation of the portions that were stated as being factual. For the record I'm not in any kind of position to condemn ANYONE. Feel free to offer your own conjecture of what the facts may be telling us. I may or may not agree but I promise you I will not ignore your response.

I don't remember Joyful Noise doing it but I do remember hearing Barry McCoy perform it on closing night of the Rock one year. He played keyboards and sang.(Played keyboard for Gary Puckett and The Union Gap for a while) Couldn't have been TOO bad if I still remember it after all this time. What year was that?----Heck if I know. I think it might have been 1976, though, because it fit with the Bicentennial hooplah. Then again, I'm tempted to say 1973. -----I really don't know. :( Seems like I remember they had some sort of fireworks display. I think it was red, white and blue fireworks attached to a fence to replicate the flag. It was the first time I had ever heard the medley and wasn't even aware of Elvis's version until many years later.

John is certainly not my idol. I've never met or even spoken with him. I will say, though, that information he has brought forth has helped me personally in putting together the pieces of the puzzle as cliche as that may sound. As to my post being a *sermon* or *conjecture*, I prefer to think of it as an open invitation. You are hereby cordially invited to present facts that refute the facts that John J. presented. Skip the "probably" and address that which is factual if you so desire. (That's an open invitation, not directed to a particular individual.)

I clicked on the other link(for the pavement drawings). Very, very cool! Check it out.

Those are cold, hard facts regarding the question."Was VPW a false prophet or a good minister who happened to fall down the cr@pper"? If you have cold , hard facts to the contrary, this would be the time and place to state them rather than second guessing someones intentions and resorting to conjecture.

Aaaand! They could have the survey printed on handy "green" cards that everyone could carry with them!

Southern Ohio

Crowd speaks in unison-------"Hi, Rick. Thanks, Rick, for taking a load of guilt and shame off my shoulders for I, too, am a blues fan. When I was younger, I was asked what I wanted for Christmas. Instantly, I replied."More Butter and Cotton, lots of Cotton!" Seeing their puzzled stares I was too ashamed to tell them I meant *Paul Butterfield* and *James Cotton*. And so, as Christmas arrived and I watched everyone else open packages with cool new sweaters and argyle socks, I smiled graciously and opened my boxes of butter and cotton-----(lots of cotton). Sigh---- It ain't easy bein' a blues fan but somebody's gotta do it. ps --see signature below

Sometimes people just do what they consider "the right thing" without seeking a reward.

Rick Little Toby Walker won the IBC in Memphis a couple years ago. He then came through Columbus and played The Blues Station or Thirsty Ear or some place like that. Check out the NATIONAL he is holding on his homepage. He will be part of a weekend workshop @ Fur Peace Ranch in Pomeroy in April, 08 along with Jorma K. and Jack C.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbKiMnmItkYStuff like this.

One more Bill Clarke

CGT!!! Oh, Yeahhh!!! Very cool stuff.

Gosh that's swell, fellas. Now what say we amscray before the uzzfay get wise to us.

So here I was in the hospital--------err---I mean, This friend of mine was in the hospital getting half an ear sewed back on, on account of it was 98 degrees on the job site and I figured-----I mean, my friend figured,--- "Wouldn't it be nice to work without a hard hat for a little while? What could possibly go wrong?" Well, the ear part itself was pretty much painless( Or so my friend told me) but it seems they have to put some kinda nerve blocking stuff in your head about every 2mm with a syringe to form a circle around your ear. My friend told me that the pain from that part of the procedure is enough to drive an enraged bull moose to its knees and holler "MAMA"!!! So, I decide to think on something pleasant( Like maybe long hair will come back into style and no one will notice half the ear is gone) and I-----I mean my friend-----can tell them to just keep the left over parts"Thank you very much, I'll just be on my way." Well, almost instinctively, *my friend* started speaking in tongues to himself. Lo and behold, he found it helped him to clear his mind and ignore the pain. Then, in a manner most rude, one of the Docs interrupted *him* to ask a question. There was that pesky pain again. After answering the question *he* resumed the SIT thing and, Voila!, the pain let up again. Now, my friend has told me he has done something similar on countless occasions when refocus and concentration were needed. Personally, I think TWI was "all wet" in what they taught about speaking in tongues but if you ever have a friend who decides to "lend you an ear", you might mention this benefit. Did I mention this happened to a "friend"? edited to mention this was several years ago

Here's one for Jonny Lingo

Highway 59

In a letter addressed to The Danbury Baptists, dated 1802, Thomas Jefferson stated the following in regard to The First Amendment to The United States Constitution: "I contemplate with sovereign reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should 'make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof', thus building a wall of separation between church and state."

Happy anniversary, anotherDan. (and Liz)

"Yoo Hoo, it's me, Pinky Lee." "Ohhhhh!---You make me so mad!" Without The Pinky Lee Show, there would be no PEE WEE's Playhouse. "Now don't forget the magic words----Please and Thank You."

You said it, not me.

Thanx, Mr. Miller Maybe I just went for the weekend of the closing. I think my fiance went for the whole shebang. I definitely remember being there, though, and discussing my impending nuptials with a certain "mucky-muck". Sigh--- It sure doesn't seem like 30 years.

And now the downside Excluding the possibility of a tragically disfiguring accident, you can never get divorced.

Speaking In Tongues by The Holmes Brothers Mighty fine album(CD) HeeHee--- not what you had in mind, I'm pretty sure.