Posted on 03/14/2008 7:29:38 PM PDT by girlangler
I’ve seen that one. I think robert mitchum’s son was in it with him. Or maybe little brother.
My Grandaddy was a sheriff who busted moonshiners.
Yes, it was James Mitchum, his son.
Popcorn should have told them he was making ethanol for his car.
If you really did just now wright that...I’d say your talent is being wasted here on FR. But I’m glad you’re here wasting it!
It’s noon, time for a homebrew.
My grandaddy used to chase bootleggers during Prohibition. Irony that what ended his motorcycle patrolling was a drunk driver hitting him.
I don’t care if this guy makes alcohol. Neither should the state or anyone else. I also don’t care if people grow pot in their gardens. Neither should the state or anyone else.
Won’t work. They tax that too. He’d still get arrested.
My grandaddy was a Koxville bondsman who bailed them out
Ok, then in the movie, he played the little brother to robert mitchum’s character...right?
That’s correct. :)
Mine worked around Greeneville, not too far from there.
LOL....my last assignment in the Army was to the Readiness Group in Pittsburgh, responsible for assisting and evaluating the training and wartime readiness of Reserve and National Guard units. We covered units throughout West Virginia and drove through a lot of "back country" getting to some of the reserve centers and NG armories...getting there in a sedan with "US Government" license plates always made me more than a little bit nervous.
Moonshiners aren’t extinct around these parts. Not by a long shot.
Back in the 1970s, when you couldn’t buy liquer of any kind on Sunday here, everybody went to see (we called her) “Mama Do-Right.”
Mama Do -Right was actually named Mamie Dunlap, and she was probably in her 70s or early 80s. She and her spinster sister lived alone in a little white frame house between Oliver Springs and Oak Ridge.
We used to drive up, knock on the door, and she’d sell you beer, liquer. She didn’t make it, just sold it when you couldn’t get it elsewhere, but for three times what it cost in a liquer or convenience store.
I’m sure the law knew about the sisters, everybody else did. But they never were arrested.
When I see the Andy Griffith shows with the two old bootlegging sisters it always reminds me of Mama Do Right.
LOL, he probably knew my grandaddy. And Daddy, the runner.
LOL, I wrote it, just remembering how beautiful a river it is to float. Lots of fish, always some big ones to haunt you, the ones that mostly get away.
But you can see the big browns through the glassy surface of the water, as they chase your bait up to the boat.
It’s such a beautiful float in the spring, with dogwood and redbud trees painted along the steep limestone bluffs, nad in the fall, when the hillsides are splashed with the breathtaking fall colors.
There are level II, III and some IV rapids,making parts of the trip exciting, then the slow drifts through the slack water, where deep pools hold big fish.
I missed a MASSIVE brown trout there once, was looking at something, then when I had retrieved my bait back to the boat, looked down and saw him radared in on that Rapala.
Just as I saw him, within a few feet of the boat, he spooked and it was over.But not for me, as I dreamed of that fish for years, would love to encounter another big brown like him again.
Ping for your bloodpressure medicine...
That’s a funny name for a county...
Might be ‘8’ for Dale Earnhardt.
Since we are near Bristol, this area is definitely “NASCAR” country. The entire region was in mourning for months after he died.
Also you see a lot of the number 2, on cars, hats, etc.
I’ll admit, I’m not a NASCAR fan. I tend to idolize anglers, like Bill Dance (grin).
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