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Randyman wrote:

Frank Said:
Speaking of fishing, opening day is coming up, next month, we rent a cabin for 3-4 days, want to go?

I don't have any vacation days left. I won't get any until May. My son is coming down from Seattle. We're going to jump in my truck and just go wherever the wind blows. We're taking our poles with us. I might stop in Las Cruces and visit Louie and Rocky. This will be the first time in five years that my son Andrew and I have had a chance to get together.

If it wasn't for that Frank, I would jump at the chance.

Randy

kikibalt wrote:Bobby Woods
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Birth Name: Bobby Max Wood
Nationality: US American
Hometown: Spokane, Washington, USA
Born: 1934-12-26
Died: 1996-05-14
Age at Death: 61
Stance: Orthodox
Height: 5′ 9″
Reach: 175
Managers: Spike Carney, Urgell Bell, Lou Viscusi
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Bobby Woods, who turned pro at 15-years-old, retired at the age of 21, due to encroaching blindness. He had a detached retina in his right eye, and a cataract in his left eye. In the late 1960s, he was training amateurs in Seattle, Washington.

His birth name is Bobby Max Wood; however, in all the news clippings when Woods was boxing, they added the letter "s" to his last name. His amateur boxing record was 55 wins, 3 losses, and no draws.

Circumstances of Death
Bobby Wood had been drinking the afternoon of May 14th with a friend, Mark Allen Vermillion, in Medford, Oregon. Around 6:00 pm he entered Rose Grocery Store. He tried to purchase some beer, but it was obvious he had been drinking. The clerk refused to sell it to him. He was teetering, not walking straight and reeking of beer. After Wood was sent out David Delano Francis came in and bought a beer. When he went outside he gave the beer to Wood. A few hours later, about 8:00 pm, David Francis came back into the store but only bought candy, as the clerk refused to sell him beer because he had given the beer he bought earlier to Wood.

By 8:30 pm, Wood, Francis and Mark had found the alcohol they sought elsewhere. They were drinking on the corner of Cedar and Clark streets. There was a photo studio on the corner. It was closed for the evening. There were some hedges in the front of the building. The hedges were high enough that you could stand behind them and not be seen from the street. Sometime betwween 8:30 and 8:45, Wood and Francis begain to argue. Francis insisted that Wood should take off his hat. Wood wore a white hat to hide his baldness. Francis was worried that the white hat might draw attention to them, meaning the police. Wood refused to take his hat off. The argument grew more violent, then it turned into a physical altercation. Sometime during the altercation, Francis pulled a knife and stabbed Wood at least three times. Wood broke away from Francis and tried to get away. Yelling for help, he collapsed after only a few steps--his upper body on the sidewalk, his legs in the street. He died before the paramedics could get to him. David Francis was arrested a short time later. He was charged with first degree murder. At his trial he was found guilty and sentenced to serve 25 years to life in prison.

kikibalt wrote:

Randyman wrote:

Frank Said:
Speaking of fishing, opening day is coming up, next month, we rent a cabin for 3-4 days, want to go?

I don't have any vacation days left. I won't get any until May. My son is coming down from Seattle. We're going to jump in my truck and just go wherever the wind blows. We're taking our poles with us. I might stop in Las Cruces and visit Louie and Rocky. This will be the first time in five years that my son Andrew and I have had a chance to get together.

If it wasn't for that Frank, I would jump at the chance.

Randy

Enjoy your time with your son, Randy, thats more important....

kikibalt wrote:

My friend Coy (R) (aka Florentino Diaz) and I, we went school together through K-12,
above as teenagers, below at Connie's and mine 50th annivesary party, 2004

kikibalt wrote:
Guessing game, who is this girl?

Randyman wrote:

kikibalt wrote:
Guessing game, who is this girl?

I don't know. The invisible girl? I can only see the top of her head.

Randy

Bobbin & Weavin wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

My friend Coy (R) (aka Florentino Diaz) and I, we went school together through K-12,
above as teenagers, below at Connie's and mine 50th annivesary party, 2004

Wow Frank that is so great, all of those years and you guys are still friends, I have a friend I went from 2nd grade through three years of college and we roomed together for a while, we were opposites and yet best friends, I owe him a phone call, this picture has inspired me to get on the phone and say hi.
Bruce

kikibalt wrote:

Randyman wrote:

kikibalt wrote:
Guessing game, who is this girl?

I don't know. The invisible girl? I can only see the top of her head.

Randy

Well?

kikibalt wrote:

Connie and I, camping at McGee Creek, High Sierras

Randyman wrote:Am I the only one that can't see the photo?

kikibalt wrote:

Connie and I, camping at McGee Creek, High Sierras.2005

raylawpc wrote:Frank, Hap, Rick and Randy:

There have been a number of movies in recent years about LA as it was back in the 1940s and early 1950s. Two that come to mind are LA Confidential (a great picture) and The Black Dahlia (a horrible picture). Also, Mullholland Drive. And that movie about the suicide of the George Reeve, Hollywoodland.

I guess this is more for Frank and Hap (since Rick and Randy weren't alive yet or just kids), but what recent movies are accurate in describing the flavor of LA as it was in those days? The way LA felt in those days.

I hope LA Confidential is one. I really love that movie!!

kikibalt wrote:

Randyman wrote:Am I the only one that can't see the photo?

Okay, Randy, games over, thats Connie, of course you knew that.....

Randyman wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Randyman wrote:Am I the only one that can't see the photo?

Okay, Randy, games over, thats Connie, of course you knew that.....

Frank, I had a feeling that it might be but I honestly can't see the photo on my computer. Just the very tip of her hair.

randy

Bobbin & Weavin wrote:

raylawpc wrote:Frank, Hap, Rick and Randy:

There have been a number of movies in recent years about LA as it was back in the 1940s and early 1950s. Two that come to mind are LA Confidential (a great picture) and The Black Dahlia (a horrible picture). Also, Mullholland Drive. And that movie about the suicide of the George Reeve, Hollywoodland.

I guess this is more for Frank and Hap (since Rick and Randy weren't alive yet or just kids), but what recent movies are accurate in describing the flavor of LA as it was in those days? The way LA felt in those days.

I hope LA Confidential is one. I really love that movie!!

Is that called, "leading the witness".
Bruce

Randyman wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Connie and I, camping at McGee Creek, High Sierras.2005

Okay Frank, now I see them. That's my idea of living.

Randy

kikibalt wrote:

Randyman wrote:

kikibalt wrote:

Connie and I, camping at McGee Creek, High Sierras.2005

Okay Frank, now I see them. That's my idea of living.

Randy

Randy, right behind us is the McGee Creek, full of trout, from the creek to the frying pan...