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November 2nd 05, 04:22 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
Got this by e-mail from unknown source -- Thought it belongs here...
Please don't shoot the messenger! ---------------------------------------- How to install an antenna Here is another letter from Elmer A. Hamoprater titled "how 2 put up an antenner" Please note that we did not correct his spelling or edit his letter in any way. Our Spell Check program crashes when used on Elmer's letters! It is printed here below exactly as sent to us! hay agin mi ham raydio frend. lik i pramised bfor hear is mi letur tellin ya how 2 put up an antenner. tha first theng i need ta say is it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ya need a lota plannin an fixin bfor ya can git starded. 2 of tha mos emportent thengs ta hav is a gud test dawg ana gud pare uf wyre cuters.. mi test dawges name is yep. i named hem that caws thates whut he duz whin he fines tha wrong wyre fur mi antenner. i ownly use won kind uf antenner wyre caws i kin fine it purty esey arond whur i liv. it downt cost me nuttin ecept fur all tha wawkin an runnin me an yep mi dawg gota du. we start kinda earlie en tha mornin hikin over tha hill tu mi naybors land wher i git tha wyre fur mi antenner. mi naybors gota lota land whur he kepes hes couws an won bull fenced en. an all tha wey arond it on tha fence he keeps nyce nue shiny wyre thet i make mi antenners owt uf. i kin awl ways git awl tha wyre i need thayer caws ever tyme i git sum mi naybor puts mor up betwen tha post. i al so git mi ensulayters frum ofa tha posts ta use own mi antenners. gettin this wyre kin be awful dangrous to yur helth caws uf tha bull so ya gota keepa sharp lookowt furim. bout tha tyme we git closeta tha fence i needa little forta fyin sow i reech bak in mi bak pac and pul owt o i for got to tel ya bout tha bac pac. bfor i leve mi shak i git mi ol ladiy to pac me an yep up sumpin to eet an drenk. wel i git mi dawg yep a biskit an im sorta thirstee sow owt she cums mi jar uf sippin licker. i no im gonna needa lota corage ta git tha wyre owt frum unner that bulls nose sow i opener up and take abowt 8 swallers. mi dowg yep es lookin up at tha jar sow i no he mus be needin a liddle corage 2 sow i reech bak in mi bac pac pull owt anuther biskit and soke it gud withe the sippin whicker an givit toim. doun it gos weth won gulpe ana coupla sekons latur bothe ears stan strate up an i no mi dawg es rediy to wurk. he trots ovur ta tha furst post he cums tu hikes hes hin lig an letser fli. if he lets owt a yep an is nocked backards then i no thet tha wyre is hot ans tha wrong wyre fer mi antenner. this is why its emportunt ta hava gud test dawg. yeps name sure is fittin fer im. whin yep finaly stops yeppin an gits up we go ta a difrunt part uf tha fense and yep dum ol dawg testes it agin. thes tyme he jus sorta luoks at me an grins an i no tha wyre is gud wire fur my antenner. smart dawg mi yep. i reech out an kut tha wyre weth mi wyre cuters an grabit an me an ol yep start runnin as hard as we kin tawards home hopein tha bull was busy. sumtymes i git forti er fity fut ata tyme lik thes. we finely git tu tha shak an ol yep plops doun on tha botum step an i pul ouwt my jar uf swippin clicker an biskits an set a spell wunderin how ime gonna git mi nu wyre up in tha trees. im knot tu keen on climin trees or enything vury hi but ol yep jest luvs ta clime. he wun a contest a while bak at tha cownty fare fer climin an beet dawgs frum al ovor tha place. i now had an idear abowt how to git mi nu wyre up in tha tree sow i maid up mi mind tu let yep hav sume fun sow i wokeim up. he jumped up weth won ear up an won doun an starded ta wag his tayal. i think he new what wus gonna happin. smart dawg mi yep. i got tha nu wyre an tyed it tu his tayal an poyned tu tha tree an yelled up yep an he lit owt lyke greezed litenin up tha syde uf tha tree weth bark justa fliyin. he got abowt tin fut up an straduled tha furst lim an held own an barked doun at me. i new whut he wantid. mor corage. i ran an got anuther biskit an soked it gud frum mi jar an chunked it up tuim. he cawt it in mid air an swollered it hole an ina flash he wuz own hes way agin. i recon tha tree musta ben abowt therty er forety fut tall an yep brok alota lims own his way up tu tha top. he finaliy got tu tha last lim at tha top an grabed hold weth bowth paws an hunge own fer deer lyfe. he wuz sum syte hangin frum tha lim way up ther weth mi nu antenner wyre tyed tu his tayal. wel it jest kame tu me thet ol yep wuz a gud tree climin dawg but thare wuz 1 problem i had fergot. he did ent no how ta git doun. dum dawg mi yep. wel i did ent wont im ta fall sow up tha tree i wint after i fenished mi jar of sippin slisker caws i waddent tu keen on climin.. when i reeched him i tuk tha nu wyre ofa his tayal an tyed it tu tha lim an grabed him an put him arown mi nek an starded doun tha tree. i got tu tha growne an ol yep leeped frum mi bak an ran unner tha shak. smart dawg mi yep. i loked up at mi bran nu antenner wyre hangin frum tha tallist tree i had an then i real lized that tha end uf it wuz abowt therty fuut up tha tree. dang it. here yep. whure is zat dawg. it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ey will right mor latur whin i git anuther pen -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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November 3rd 05, 12:00 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
"Irv Finkleman" wrote in message ... Got this by e-mail from unknown source -- Thought it belongs here... Please don't shoot the messenger! ---------------------------------------- How to install an antenna Here is another letter from Elmer A. Hamoprater titled "how 2 put up an antenner" Please note that we did not correct his spelling or edit his letter in any way. Our Spell Check program crashes when used on Elmer's letters! It is printed here below exactly as sent to us! hay agin mi ham raydio frend. lik i pramised bfor hear is mi letur tellin ya how 2 put up an antenner. tha first theng i need ta say is it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ya need a lota plannin an fixin bfor ya can git starded. 2 of tha mos emportent thengs ta hav is a gud test dawg ana gud pare uf wyre cuters.. mi test dawges name is yep. i named hem that caws thates whut he duz whin he fines tha wrong wyre fur mi antenner. i ownly use won kind uf antenner wyre caws i kin fine it purty esey arond whur i liv. it downt cost me nuttin ecept fur all tha wawkin an runnin me an yep mi dawg gota du. we start kinda earlie en tha mornin hikin over tha hill tu mi naybors land wher i git tha wyre fur mi antenner. mi naybors gota lota land whur he kepes hes couws an won bull fenced en. an all tha wey arond it on tha fence he keeps nyce nue shiny wyre thet i make mi antenners owt uf. i kin awl ways git awl tha wyre i need thayer caws ever tyme i git sum mi naybor puts mor up betwen tha post. i al so git mi ensulayters frum ofa tha posts ta use own mi antenners. gettin this wyre kin be awful dangrous to yur helth caws uf tha bull so ya gota keepa sharp lookowt furim. bout tha tyme we git closeta tha fence i needa little forta fyin sow i reech bak in mi bak pac and pul owt o i for got to tel ya bout tha bac pac. bfor i leve mi shak i git mi ol ladiy to pac me an yep up sumpin to eet an drenk. wel i git mi dawg yep a biskit an im sorta thirstee sow owt she cums mi jar uf sippin licker. i no im gonna needa lota corage ta git tha wyre owt frum unner that bulls nose sow i opener up and take abowt 8 swallers. mi dowg yep es lookin up at tha jar sow i no he mus be needin a liddle corage 2 sow i reech bak in mi bac pac pull owt anuther biskit and soke it gud withe the sippin whicker an givit toim. doun it gos weth won gulpe ana coupla sekons latur bothe ears stan strate up an i no mi dawg es rediy to wurk. he trots ovur ta tha furst post he cums tu hikes hes hin lig an letser fli. if he lets owt a yep an is nocked backards then i no thet tha wyre is hot ans tha wrong wyre fer mi antenner. this is why its emportunt ta hava gud test dawg. yeps name sure is fittin fer im. whin yep finaly stops yeppin an gits up we go ta a difrunt part uf tha fense and yep dum ol dawg testes it agin. thes tyme he jus sorta luoks at me an grins an i no tha wyre is gud wire fur my antenner. smart dawg mi yep. i reech out an kut tha wyre weth mi wyre cuters an grabit an me an ol yep start runnin as hard as we kin tawards home hopein tha bull was busy. sumtymes i git forti er fity fut ata tyme lik thes. we finely git tu tha shak an ol yep plops doun on tha botum step an i pul ouwt my jar uf swippin clicker an biskits an set a spell wunderin how ime gonna git mi nu wyre up in tha trees. im knot tu keen on climin trees or enything vury hi but ol yep jest luvs ta clime. he wun a contest a while bak at tha cownty fare fer climin an beet dawgs frum al ovor tha place. i now had an idear abowt how to git mi nu wyre up in tha tree sow i maid up mi mind tu let yep hav sume fun sow i wokeim up. he jumped up weth won ear up an won doun an starded ta wag his tayal. i think he new what wus gonna happin. smart dawg mi yep. i got tha nu wyre an tyed it tu his tayal an poyned tu tha tree an yelled up yep an he lit owt lyke greezed litenin up tha syde uf tha tree weth bark justa fliyin. he got abowt tin fut up an straduled tha furst lim an held own an barked doun at me. i new whut he wantid. mor corage. i ran an got anuther biskit an soked it gud frum mi jar an chunked it up tuim. he cawt it in mid air an swollered it hole an ina flash he wuz own hes way agin. i recon tha tree musta ben abowt therty er forety fut tall an yep brok alota lims own his way up tu tha top. he finaliy got tu tha last lim at tha top an grabed hold weth bowth paws an hunge own fer deer lyfe. he wuz sum syte hangin frum tha lim way up ther weth mi nu antenner wyre tyed tu his tayal. wel it jest kame tu me thet ol yep wuz a gud tree climin dawg but thare wuz 1 problem i had fergot. he did ent no how ta git doun. dum dawg mi yep. wel i did ent wont im ta fall sow up tha tree i wint after i fenished mi jar of sippin slisker caws i waddent tu keen on climin.. when i reeched him i tuk tha nu wyre ofa his tayal an tyed it tu tha lim an grabed him an put him arown mi nek an starded doun tha tree. i got tu tha growne an ol yep leeped frum mi bak an ran unner tha shak. smart dawg mi yep. i loked up at mi bran nu antenner wyre hangin frum tha tallist tree i had an then i real lized that tha end uf it wuz abowt therty fuut up tha tree. dang it. here yep. whure is zat dawg. it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ey will right mor latur whin i git anuther pen -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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November 3rd 05, 12:28 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a
letter to the insurance company explaining how he incurred his injuries while working on his antenna tower. Something about: 300 lbs of tools in a bucket at the top of the tower and the bucket was on a rope that went through a pully at the top of the tower. he weighed only 150 lbs and as he accelerated upward, he forgot to turn loose of the rope met the bucket with his head half way up (and again with his ankles half way down because the bottom fell out of the bucket when it hit the ground ). Does anyone have a link to this original story ? "Irv Finkleman" wrote in message ... Got this by e-mail from unknown source -- Thought it belongs here... Please don't shoot the messenger! ---------------------------------------- How to install an antenna Here is another letter from Elmer A. Hamoprater titled "how 2 put up an antenner" Please note that we did not correct his spelling or edit his letter in any way. Our Spell Check program crashes when used on Elmer's letters! It is printed here below exactly as sent to us! hay agin mi ham raydio frend. lik i pramised bfor hear is mi letur tellin ya how 2 put up an antenner. tha first theng i need ta say is it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ya need a lota plannin an fixin bfor ya can git starded. 2 of tha mos emportent thengs ta hav is a gud test dawg ana gud pare uf wyre cuters.. mi test dawges name is yep. i named hem that caws thates whut he duz whin he fines tha wrong wyre fur mi antenner. i ownly use won kind uf antenner wyre caws i kin fine it purty esey arond whur i liv. it downt cost me nuttin ecept fur all tha wawkin an runnin me an yep mi dawg gota du. we start kinda earlie en tha mornin hikin over tha hill tu mi naybors land wher i git tha wyre fur mi antenner. mi naybors gota lota land whur he kepes hes couws an won bull fenced en. an all tha wey arond it on tha fence he keeps nyce nue shiny wyre thet i make mi antenners owt uf. i kin awl ways git awl tha wyre i need thayer caws ever tyme i git sum mi naybor puts mor up betwen tha post. i al so git mi ensulayters frum ofa tha posts ta use own mi antenners. gettin this wyre kin be awful dangrous to yur helth caws uf tha bull so ya gota keepa sharp lookowt furim. bout tha tyme we git closeta tha fence i needa little forta fyin sow i reech bak in mi bak pac and pul owt o i for got to tel ya bout tha bac pac. bfor i leve mi shak i git mi ol ladiy to pac me an yep up sumpin to eet an drenk. wel i git mi dawg yep a biskit an im sorta thirstee sow owt she cums mi jar uf sippin licker. i no im gonna needa lota corage ta git tha wyre owt frum unner that bulls nose sow i opener up and take abowt 8 swallers. mi dowg yep es lookin up at tha jar sow i no he mus be needin a liddle corage 2 sow i reech bak in mi bac pac pull owt anuther biskit and soke it gud withe the sippin whicker an givit toim. doun it gos weth won gulpe ana coupla sekons latur bothe ears stan strate up an i no mi dawg es rediy to wurk. he trots ovur ta tha furst post he cums tu hikes hes hin lig an letser fli. if he lets owt a yep an is nocked backards then i no thet tha wyre is hot ans tha wrong wyre fer mi antenner. this is why its emportunt ta hava gud test dawg. yeps name sure is fittin fer im. whin yep finaly stops yeppin an gits up we go ta a difrunt part uf tha fense and yep dum ol dawg testes it agin. thes tyme he jus sorta luoks at me an grins an i no tha wyre is gud wire fur my antenner. smart dawg mi yep. i reech out an kut tha wyre weth mi wyre cuters an grabit an me an ol yep start runnin as hard as we kin tawards home hopein tha bull was busy. sumtymes i git forti er fity fut ata tyme lik thes. we finely git tu tha shak an ol yep plops doun on tha botum step an i pul ouwt my jar uf swippin clicker an biskits an set a spell wunderin how ime gonna git mi nu wyre up in tha trees. im knot tu keen on climin trees or enything vury hi but ol yep jest luvs ta clime. he wun a contest a while bak at tha cownty fare fer climin an beet dawgs frum al ovor tha place. i now had an idear abowt how to git mi nu wyre up in tha tree sow i maid up mi mind tu let yep hav sume fun sow i wokeim up. he jumped up weth won ear up an won doun an starded ta wag his tayal. i think he new what wus gonna happin. smart dawg mi yep. i got tha nu wyre an tyed it tu his tayal an poyned tu tha tree an yelled up yep an he lit owt lyke greezed litenin up tha syde uf tha tree weth bark justa fliyin. he got abowt tin fut up an straduled tha furst lim an held own an barked doun at me. i new whut he wantid. mor corage. i ran an got anuther biskit an soked it gud frum mi jar an chunked it up tuim. he cawt it in mid air an swollered it hole an ina flash he wuz own hes way agin. i recon tha tree musta ben abowt therty er forety fut tall an yep brok alota lims own his way up tu tha top. he finaliy got tu tha last lim at tha top an grabed hold weth bowth paws an hunge own fer deer lyfe. he wuz sum syte hangin frum tha lim way up ther weth mi nu antenner wyre tyed tu his tayal. wel it jest kame tu me thet ol yep wuz a gud tree climin dawg but thare wuz 1 problem i had fergot. he did ent no how ta git doun. dum dawg mi yep. wel i did ent wont im ta fall sow up tha tree i wint after i fenished mi jar of sippin slisker caws i waddent tu keen on climin.. when i reeched him i tuk tha nu wyre ofa his tayal an tyed it tu tha lim an grabed him an put him arown mi nek an starded doun tha tree. i got tu tha growne an ol yep leeped frum mi bak an ran unner tha shak. smart dawg mi yep. i loked up at mi bran nu antenner wyre hangin frum tha tallist tree i had an then i real lized that tha end uf it wuz abowt therty fuut up tha tree. dang it. here yep. whure is zat dawg. it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ey will right mor latur whin i git anuther pen -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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November 3rd 05, 01:24 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
Hal Rosser wrote:
That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company explaining how he incurred his injuries while working on his antenna tower. Something about: 300 lbs of tools in a bucket at the top of the tower and the bucket was on a rope that went through a pully at the top of the tower. he weighed only 150 lbs and as he accelerated upward, he forgot to turn loose of the rope met the bucket with his head half way up (and again with his ankles half way down because the bottom fell out of the bucket when it hit the ground ). Does anyone have a link to this original story ? The original is almost certainly lost in the mists of time. My dad used to tell me a version of that when I was a little kid. And he probably heard it from his dad. Roy Lewallen, W7EL |
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November 3rd 05, 01:56 AM
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Roy Lewallen wrote:
Hal Rosser wrote: That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company explaining how he incurred his injuries while working on his antenna tower. Something about: 300 lbs of tools in a bucket at the top of the tower and the bucket was on a rope that went through a pully at the top of the tower. he weighed only 150 lbs and as he accelerated upward, he forgot to turn loose of the rope met the bucket with his head half way up (and again with his ankles half way down because the bottom fell out of the bucket when it hit the ground ). Does anyone have a link to this original story ? The original is almost certainly lost in the mists of time. My dad used to tell me a version of that when I was a little kid. And he probably heard it from his dad. Roy Lewallen, W7EL Mythbusters looked into this myth and ircc they found it not only false but impossible. I could be wrong though. Dave WD9BDZ BTW: Glad to see you back Roy... |
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November 3rd 05, 01:59 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
Hal Rosser wrote:
That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company explaining how he incurred his injuries while working on his antenna tower. Something about: 300 lbs of tools in a bucket at the top of the tower and the bucket was on a rope that went through a pully at the top of the tower. he weighed only 150 lbs and as he accelerated upward, he forgot to turn loose of the rope met the bucket with his head half way up (and again with his ankles half way down because the bottom fell out of the bucket when it hit the ground ). Does anyone have a link to this original story ? "Irv Finkleman" wrote in message ... Got this by e-mail from unknown source -- Thought it belongs here... Please don't shoot the messenger! ---------------------------------------- How to install an antenna Here is another letter from Elmer A. Hamoprater titled "how 2 put up an antenner" Please note that we did not correct his spelling or edit his letter in any way. Our Spell Check program crashes when used on Elmer's letters! It is printed here below exactly as sent to us! hay agin mi ham raydio frend. lik i pramised bfor hear is mi letur tellin ya how 2 put up an antenner. tha first theng i need ta say is it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ya need a lota plannin an fixin bfor ya can git starded. 2 of tha mos emportent thengs ta hav is a gud test dawg ana gud pare uf wyre cuters.. mi test dawges name is yep. i named hem that caws thates whut he duz whin he fines tha wrong wyre fur mi antenner. i ownly use won kind uf antenner wyre caws i kin fine it purty esey arond whur i liv. it downt cost me nuttin ecept fur all tha wawkin an runnin me an yep mi dawg gota du. we start kinda earlie en tha mornin hikin over tha hill tu mi naybors land wher i git tha wyre fur mi antenner. mi naybors gota lota land whur he kepes hes couws an won bull fenced en. an all tha wey arond it on tha fence he keeps nyce nue shiny wyre thet i make mi antenners owt uf. i kin awl ways git awl tha wyre i need thayer caws ever tyme i git sum mi naybor puts mor up betwen tha post. i al so git mi ensulayters frum ofa tha posts ta use own mi antenners. gettin this wyre kin be awful dangrous to yur helth caws uf tha bull so ya gota keepa sharp lookowt furim. bout tha tyme we git closeta tha fence i needa little forta fyin sow i reech bak in mi bak pac and pul owt o i for got to tel ya bout tha bac pac. bfor i leve mi shak i git mi ol ladiy to pac me an yep up sumpin to eet an drenk. wel i git mi dawg yep a biskit an im sorta thirstee sow owt she cums mi jar uf sippin licker. i no im gonna needa lota corage ta git tha wyre owt frum unner that bulls nose sow i opener up and take abowt 8 swallers. mi dowg yep es lookin up at tha jar sow i no he mus be needin a liddle corage 2 sow i reech bak in mi bac pac pull owt anuther biskit and soke it gud withe the sippin whicker an givit toim. doun it gos weth won gulpe ana coupla sekons latur bothe ears stan strate up an i no mi dawg es rediy to wurk. he trots ovur ta tha furst post he cums tu hikes hes hin lig an letser fli. if he lets owt a yep an is nocked backards then i no thet tha wyre is hot ans tha wrong wyre fer mi antenner. this is why its emportunt ta hava gud test dawg. yeps name sure is fittin fer im. whin yep finaly stops yeppin an gits up we go ta a difrunt part uf tha fense and yep dum ol dawg testes it agin. thes tyme he jus sorta luoks at me an grins an i no tha wyre is gud wire fur my antenner. smart dawg mi yep. i reech out an kut tha wyre weth mi wyre cuters an grabit an me an ol yep start runnin as hard as we kin tawards home hopein tha bull was busy. sumtymes i git forti er fity fut ata tyme lik thes. we finely git tu tha shak an ol yep plops doun on tha botum step an i pul ouwt my jar uf swippin clicker an biskits an set a spell wunderin how ime gonna git mi nu wyre up in tha trees. im knot tu keen on climin trees or enything vury hi but ol yep jest luvs ta clime. he wun a contest a while bak at tha cownty fare fer climin an beet dawgs frum al ovor tha place. i now had an idear abowt how to git mi nu wyre up in tha tree sow i maid up mi mind tu let yep hav sume fun sow i wokeim up. he jumped up weth won ear up an won doun an starded ta wag his tayal. i think he new what wus gonna happin. smart dawg mi yep. i got tha nu wyre an tyed it tu his tayal an poyned tu tha tree an yelled up yep an he lit owt lyke greezed litenin up tha syde uf tha tree weth bark justa fliyin. he got abowt tin fut up an straduled tha furst lim an held own an barked doun at me. i new whut he wantid. mor corage. i ran an got anuther biskit an soked it gud frum mi jar an chunked it up tuim. he cawt it in mid air an swollered it hole an ina flash he wuz own hes way agin. i recon tha tree musta ben abowt therty er forety fut tall an yep brok alota lims own his way up tu tha top. he finaliy got tu tha last lim at tha top an grabed hold weth bowth paws an hunge own fer deer lyfe. he wuz sum syte hangin frum tha lim way up ther weth mi nu antenner wyre tyed tu his tayal. wel it jest kame tu me thet ol yep wuz a gud tree climin dawg but thare wuz 1 problem i had fergot. he did ent no how ta git doun. dum dawg mi yep. wel i did ent wont im ta fall sow up tha tree i wint after i fenished mi jar of sippin slisker caws i waddent tu keen on climin.. when i reeched him i tuk tha nu wyre ofa his tayal an tyed it tu tha lim an grabed him an put him arown mi nek an starded doun tha tree. i got tu tha growne an ol yep leeped frum mi bak an ran unner tha shak. smart dawg mi yep. i loked up at mi bran nu antenner wyre hangin frum tha tallist tree i had an then i real lized that tha end uf it wuz abowt therty fuut up tha tree. dang it. here yep. whure is zat dawg. it shor is hard wurk puttin up an antenner. ey will right mor latur whin i git anuther pen -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada I've got a copy of it somewhere on this machine! I'll see if I can find it! -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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November 3rd 05, 02:19 AM
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Irv Finkleman wrote:
Hal Rosser wrote: That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company I've got a copy of it somewhere on this machine! I'll see if I can find it! Here it is -- it's called sick note! ------------------------------------------------------------- The Sick Note Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of my plight For at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly gray And I write this note to say why I am not at work today Whilst working on the 14th floor some bricks I had to clear To throw them down from such a height was not a good idea The foreman wasn't very pleased, the bloody awkward sod And said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in my hod Now clearing all those bricks by hand, it was so very slow So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below But in my haste to do the job I was to blind to see That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me And so when I untied the rope the barrel flew like lead And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found That halfway up I met the bloody barrel coming down The barrel broke my shoulder as toward the ground it sped And when I reached the top I banged the pully with me head I hung on tightly, numb with shock from this almighty blow And the barrel spilled out half the bricks, 14 floors below Now when those bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more Still clinging tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain When halfway down I met the bloody barrel once again The force of this collision, halfway up the office block Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty case of shock Still clinging tightly to the rope, I fell towards the ground And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round I lay there groaning on the ground, I thought I'd passed the worst But the barrel hit the pulleywheel, and then its bottom burst A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope The barrel was now free to fall and down it came once more And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor It broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say That I hope you understand why I am not at work today! -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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November 3rd 05, 04:00 PM
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I Found It!
Itv Finkleman, VE6BP wrote:
"I`ve got a copy of it somewhere on this machine." It was worth waiting for. Many tower crews I`ve worked with had someone who told some version of the tool or bolt bag story, but Irv`s with its rain of bricks strikes me as best of all. 64 years ago I was a member of the Hod Carriers Union, AFL. Best regards, Richard Harrison, KB5WZI |
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November 5th 05, 03:45 AM
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How To Put Up An Antenna
Oh - of COURSE its a false story - just a good funny one.
We all know hams don't use buckets for their tools. It was on some ftp site in the early 90's I think... everyone knew it was just a joke - but you couldn't help but snicker as each paragraph introduced a new wrinkle and a new woe to the unlucky ham. It was written up like it was an explanation to his insurance company. "David G. Nagel" wrote in message ... Roy Lewallen wrote: Hal Rosser wrote: That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company explaining how he incurred his injuries while working on his antenna tower. Something about: 300 lbs of tools in a bucket at the top of the tower and the bucket was on a rope that went through a pully at the top of the tower. he weighed only 150 lbs and as he accelerated upward, he forgot to turn loose of the rope met the bucket with his head half way up (and again with his ankles half way down because the bottom fell out of the bucket when it hit the ground ). Does anyone have a link to this original story ? The original is almost certainly lost in the mists of time. My dad used to tell me a version of that when I was a little kid. And he probably heard it from his dad. Roy Lewallen, W7EL Mythbusters looked into this myth and ircc they found it not only false but impossible. I could be wrong though. Dave WD9BDZ BTW: Glad to see you back Roy... |
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November 5th 05, 03:51 AM
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I like that version better.
Thanks! "Irv Finkleman" wrote in message ... Irv Finkleman wrote: Hal Rosser wrote: That reminds me of a story that used to circulate about the ham writing a letter to the insurance company I've got a copy of it somewhere on this machine! I'll see if I can find it! Here it is -- it's called sick note! ------------------------------------------------------------- The Sick Note Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of my plight For at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly gray And I write this note to say why I am not at work today Whilst working on the 14th floor some bricks I had to clear To throw them down from such a height was not a good idea The foreman wasn't very pleased, the bloody awkward sod And said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in my hod Now clearing all those bricks by hand, it was so very slow So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below But in my haste to do the job I was to blind to see That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me And so when I untied the rope the barrel flew like lead And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found That halfway up I met the bloody barrel coming down The barrel broke my shoulder as toward the ground it sped And when I reached the top I banged the pully with me head I hung on tightly, numb with shock from this almighty blow And the barrel spilled out half the bricks, 14 floors below Now when those bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more Still clinging tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain When halfway down I met the bloody barrel once again The force of this collision, halfway up the office block Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty case of shock Still clinging tightly to the rope, I fell towards the ground And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round I lay there groaning on the ground, I thought I'd passed the worst But the barrel hit the pulleywheel, and then its bottom burst A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope The barrel was now free to fall and down it came once more And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor It broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say That I hope you understand why I am not at work today! -- -------------------------------------- Diagnosed Type II Diabetes March 5 2001 Beating it with diet and exercise! 297/215/210 (to be revised lower) 58"/43"(!)/44" (already lower too!) -------------------------------------- Visit my HomePage at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv/index.html Visit my Baby Sofia website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv4/index.htm Visit my OLDTIMERS website at http://members.shaw.ca/finkirv5/index.htm -------------------- Irv Finkleman, Grampa/Ex-Navy/Old Fart/Ham Radio VE6BP Calgary, Alberta, Canada |
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