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Hells bells you're the last guy I'd call a FIB bro...far from it.
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Hells bells you're the last guy I'd call a FIB bro...far from it.
Well technically....
When I fill out a 4473, I list place of birth as Chicago. Because even though we didn't live there, I was born in a hospital there, and that's what's on my birth certificate. My grandma's brother, my mom's uncle, was a doctor. He was a resident at a hospital down there, on the south side. Doctor's fee for child birth, in those days before health insurance to cover it, was a "freebie" for my mom... but only if my mom went down there to give birth, and he did the honors of my first ass kicking.
When I say FIB I'm talking attitude & lifestyle...
I hear that. I never did 'fit in' down there, I was too much of a redneck from farm country. My high school friends in the 60s mostly wore leather jackets, I wore flannels and denim jackets. Or old school WWII camo. In the 70s they "got hip" and started wearing tie-dye and bell bottoms, listening to "Psychedellic" shit. I still wore flannels, denim jackets, "Cat" ball cap, and cowboy boots... and l was into Waylon & Willie.
Weekends in the fall, I was off hunting with my dad and gramps, while they were just "hanging out" and partying late at night while I was sleeping early because I was up 2 hours before sun-up. I was called "shit-kicker" a lot.
I spent a lot of time in summers, as a kid, in Juneau County with grandparents & family there, and hated it when I had to go back home when school started.
I had family move up to Mercer in the early 70s. They owned a lodge on Turtle Flambeau. That's how I wound up in Eagle River. I was looking to move to Mercer area also, but the best business opportunity for me was here in Vilas/Oneida/Forest, back in 1991. Everyone has to pay the bills and have food for the family, and this is where the money was. So I "settled" for this area.
LOL... speaking of food... my kids were sick of eating Illinois pheasants by then anyway, and liked the grouse much better. I had 3 English Setters when I moved here. As they died off over the years, I replaced them with Choc Labs. Started shifting my focus from upland birds to waterfowling. And the kids loved the venison too. Since 1964, I missed a single WI gun deer season, in 1969.
My grandpa had a couple of lake cottages in the area bought his first back in the late 30's...
My parents had one over near Ladysmith. My dad built all the cottages at 2 resorts in the 1950s, one over there and the other up near Hayward. We didn't own them, just helped to build them for friends and family. I remember being a "helper" when I was about 7 or 8. Mainly doing clean up, holding ladders, holding boards for cutting, being the "go-fer", etc. By age 13, I was doing roof shingling. Remained a roofer until age 36. I hated that job, but loved the money it paid, and I was good at it. I was precise and I was fast. That paid top dollar. And I always had a great tan.
Now I've got the basal cell carcinoma that comes with that great tan.