Heading for 78* today and then right back into the deep freeze....It's like the weather is taunting me......
I was married from 89~92...This little story fell somewhere in this time frame....
My wife's family and a family by the name of Martin were friend's....The Martin Motel in Maggie Valley, NC was their place of business....The old cinder block, straight out of the 50s, moldy smelling Martin Motel....and hell no there was no discount involved....The best thing about that place was the road between Cherokee, NC and Pigeon Forge, Tennessee..That was some beautiful country save for the single wide mobile homes....one block high foundation on one end and a tower of blocks on the other...always and I mean always the underside of those trailers was like a garage of sorts under the high end..and junky!!!! Well we were done touring the tourist trap stuff for the most part and hell yeah the wife wanted to see all that sheet for the seventy fifth time...So we're back near the Martin and there is a huge antique store almost directly across from the Martin....also constructed of cinder blocks and also painted white as was the Martin...The wife wanted to go in and we did.....I flipped a couple three price tags and saw that the owner would likely be keeping most of his antiques unless a sucker wandered in....My nicotine level was dangerously low so I left the wife and went outside for a smoke or three...Now country boy that I am the car was parked out back in the only shade I saw when I pulled in...Lucky for me there was a picnic table with a small stream rolling by...I sat down and lit up...A little while passes and a Model A pick up pulls up between the picnic table and the back door of the antique
shop..Out pops a 120lb soaking wet man with a full on
beard and he right off the bat he bums a smoke and sits down beside me...Whatever was keeping the wife I don't know but the old man had time to be on his third or fourth cigarette...He felt comfortable with me and the conversation had drifted into the many things we had in common...Bootlegging was his occupation...picking me up as a customer his sole intention...Given my background I wasn't exactly gonna pay for something I could get for free now but I was a good little piece from my crib so I got a quart off him...That made him happy as hell...Well I figured Outlaw's all like about the same thing so I pulled out a little of the mean green from down on the farm and asked old boy if he wanted to trade out that quart....Oh hell no!!!! He quickly judged me for sinning differently from him....About that time the owner of the antique store came out and handed the old man a pretty hefty sum of cash....Without so much as a see you later the old man hopped into that Model A and hauled ... outta there...I looked at the antique seller and asked if the little old man was for real or just full of sheet....Oh Yeah....He's the real deal was the reply...The wife soon appeared out the back door and off we went again....Later that night we tested out the Shine and it was the real deal for sure.....smooth and very powerful....The marriage ended pretty soon after....We just decided to go our separate ways and everything was fine once things were settled....Basically a gold mine and the shaft deal but I had to go and I did...I figured best save that lawyer money for another day...Spending big to gain little didn't make much
sense to me and in hindsight it worked out OK...Well it had been a decade since that trip too Maggie Valley....The History Channel had a special on Hillbillys hosted by Billy Ray Cirus...Sounded interesting and I was waiting for it....Well as the show progressed they went into the long history of Shine in Appalachi....They were centering on this little old man who just happened to drive a Model A pick up....I had the strangest feeling of Deja Vu when it came to me where I'd met this little old man...that day outside that antique shop....the little old man....Marvin "Popcorn" Sutton...The show made him world famous....I figured he deserved that..Sadly he was busted and found guilty...As the sentencing date loomed he pulled his wife's car out back and ran the vacuum hose from the exhaust into the interiorThat was the end of Popcorn's story and this one as well....
I gotta chauffeur Mom too the doc here in a few and had come too the end of the internet....Hence the story of two Outlaws coming together..Just killing time ATM....I don't agree with Popcorn's decision to commit suicide but I don't really think the money spent by the government to capture and convict him was wisely spent either...We are in a county far from the big city and yesterday I watched as our local sheriff's department conducted an assault on an old school by my house...Full military gear....big bombs and everything....I was rolling a coil when the first bomb went off and that's when I rode out to see what the hell had blown up....I seriously doubt ISIS is gonna show up here and feel the money could be much better spent training Lawdogs how to solve a breaking and entering or something similar....Those Lawdogs don't like me much and the feeling is very mutual....