Many times when some of the Gang gets together we like to reminisce about the old times, we retell stories from our past of adventures and sometimes-stupid exploits. We always ended up laughing until our faces hurt. But rarely do we all get together in one place, and...
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Gang Chronicles
The Beginning
This is a shot from Spring Break 1988. From top left to right: Scooter, Me, Sean, Mark, Jason, Jeff, Chris, Gary and Skippy at far bottom left.This is a story I have wanted to write for some timeow. It is the story about how my friendship with Jim, a.k.a. Skippy, and...
The Goshen Green Fog
One thing Skippy is known for unfortunately, has been his flatulants, or farts as most people refer to them. Ever since I can remember it has been a problem. However Skippy has had fun with his “talent”.
A story that goes way back, back when we around 12 years old, is from our trip to Hershey. We never actually made it to Hershey as we got into trouble for horsing around and his mom punished us by bypassing Hershey but I digress.
Part II: Sean goes to Tiajuana
I will pick this story up from a somewhat foggy, foggy as in mentally foggy, night out in Vegas when we were scheduled to trek to California in the morning. It was around 2 a.m. and for whatever reason, could have had something to do with Tequila shots, we decided we...
Part I: Skippy goes to Vegas
During spring break 1990 my friends Jason, Jim (aka Skippy) and I decided to drive to Vegas to hang out with our other good friend and fellow "Gang" member Mark who at the time was attending the University of Nevada Las Vegas (UNLV). In addition Sean would be flying...
Falling Out of The Van
Skippy, you will be happy to know, this is not another story about you. In addition to the Opel, another legendary vehicle I owned was The Van. It was a copper 1989 Toyota Mini Van. I had bought it on a credit card from a dealership in Cincinnati during a bad...
Fireballs and Mace in South Ghetto
Well I am going to write yet another Skippy story, but hey, what can I say, we had some fun times. I mentioned our apartment in Columbus' South Ghetto in the Opel story, but did not go into much detail. And I am sorry to say the stories about the "G" spot bar we...
Jason the Hitman, Apple Downtown, Instant Justice, Superfly Adams
Jason the Hitman, Apple Downtown, Instant Justice, Superfly Adams. Now there is a nickname! but what's funny is every part of that name actually has some sort of story behind it and fits my friend Jason's personality perfectly. But i am not going to get into those...
The Opel, an urban assault vehicle
The previous stories I have written focused on a character in my life who enhanced it through unforgettable events based around friendship. This story is basically the same, except about a different type of friendship, one of a man and his vehicle. Cars have been...
The ” My Neck Hurts” story
In order to keep on the momentum of the last story in regards to Skippy's ballistic personality I am going to tell the "Myeck hurts" story. Like most of the Skippy stories, this one took place years ago when we were about 19-20 years old. It was Spring Break, one of...