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Post by "Hunk" Papa on Apr 22, 2008 14:52:59 GMT -6
Hey...Hold on, thar! Mostly, I'll think about how lucky I feel to be right here, in spectacular South Dakota (of all places)! cefil
Dear Doodles, Ah yes. South Dakota where they crossed an owl with a goat and get an hootenanny. Ha! Zatzakiller!! Hunk
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Post by "Hunk" Papa on Apr 22, 2008 15:00:54 GMT -6
so the mole is a mouse. I've never been very good at rodent identification Diane
Goddess, if you can't tell the difference between mice and moles and you are running the CIA boards, does that mean we have all had our covers blown? Or is that just the chilli beans? Furry Mole Hugs Hunk
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Post by Diane Merkel on Apr 22, 2008 23:03:22 GMT -6
No, Hunk. Your secrets are safe with me! Montana, we need more Tarheels around here! The gravestone is a large flat-on-the-ground slab that friends of the buried placed in his memory. It has more information inscribed on it than I've ever seen on a stone. I don't have the info in front of me but, basically, he was from Edenton and was at Fort Barrancas when he died. His young bride, 19 and the daughter of the mayor of Norfolk, Virginia, apparently committed suicide soon after learning of his death. Our disagreement is that Chuck thinks she is also buried there. I think she is probably back in Edenton and just mentioned on the stone. If I remember correctly, this happened pre-Civil War, and I don't think they hauled dead bodies that far in those days. No LBH connection but another of life's mysteries. BS, I save rodents and I don't squish bugs. I like both more than some humans.
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Post by markland on Apr 22, 2008 23:44:01 GMT -6
Montana, Are you anywhere near Edenton, North Carolina? Chuck found a very interesting tombstone in Pensacola, and we have different theories about who is buried there. The mystery leads back to Edenton. If anyone cares, upon closer inspection, the mole's snout was not long and pointy, it had eye sockets and ears, its feet weren't webbed, and it had a long tail, so the mole is a mouse. I've never been very good at rodent identification, but our local animal rescue service has a woman who loves rodents, so she has the little cutie now. Diane Ms. Eau de Off, I will be directly across the sound from Edenton in early July and I am sure I will be able to talk my Aunt & Uncle into an excursion there by boat-it's only ten or so miles. But in the meantime, let me know via e-mail what you are looking for and perhaps I can use some of my Carolina kin and connections to dig into it before July. My Mom's family arrived in Edenton sometime in the 1680's if memory serves me correctly-perhaps 1700. Old Jasper arrived and started having more sons to augment the two he had when he arrived from Maine. Billy
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Post by "Hunk" Papa on Apr 23, 2008 6:41:07 GMT -6
I can't agree. I thought you did a great job on CSS! Agent Orange
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Post by BrokenSword on Apr 23, 2008 7:18:20 GMT -6
Diane- "...BS, I save rodents..." WELL THEN! You'll be EASY to shop trap for, on your next birthday! (B'd -355)
"...and I don't squish bugs..." Of course not. That's what Chuck is for.
M(ighty trapper with a mission)
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Post by Diane Merkel on Apr 23, 2008 7:20:27 GMT -6
I should have known an original Tarheel would help me! I'll send you the inscription by email in the next day or two, Billy (my hero).
Hunk, I think CSS squished himself!
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