Hi, I'm Snazzy and I'm Trucker

Hope you are right Ducks. Of course with Snazzy you have to suspect something far more sinister. And Hood county where he lives is wet {able to sell booze} haha
I'm sure he'll turn up all healed and haired over.

 

Ya' know, Big Duker? That's one thing that made me do a double-take when I first read it here on the forum -- I did not know that dry counties existed anymore. I thought they were a thing of the past.

It is just one of MANY things I have learned here on The Truckers Report.

 

Yep Ducks there are still a lot of dry counties in TX. I live in Parker Co next to FTWorth. We are dry, except for a couple of places that have voted it in. Lot of growth out here as people move out of Dallas/Ft Worth. They are both majority Hispanic now and the schools are suffering badly. So everyone is willing to drive 20-40 miles to work. Same w/Hood Co where Snazz is. Next Co South of me. They have Lake Granbury there so they have had alcohol sales for years.
That was the joke in TX for years. Things are changing. The Baptists are talking to each other in the liquor stores now.

 

Nope Big Duker and Ducks, it wasn't the site, nor my 1997 Gateway. It was, well, let's just say, it was something else. Glad that my two last Snazzy fans are still interested. Just kidding ! We get more views on this post, than I would of ever expected. By the way, where's Scarecrow, Lenmarie, Back, Shandra, Two Wheel, After Shock, Rain Dancer, Nygere, Bull's Wife, Wild Wade, and the others ? Come out, come out, where ever ya'll are, As Life Goes on.

I had to park a block away from the hospital, because that was the closest I could get. I entered thru the emergency room entrance and was escorted to a private waiiting room. There was a sign on the wall ' No Smoking '. So, I lit up and used the metal trash can for an ashtray. It was a small room with just a wooden table that sat six. The furniture was nice and there were paintings on the white walls. Let's see, yep, must be all the high rollers that donated big bucks. I sat listening to my mind voices and puffing away. Geez ! What a deal ! A good hour passed, before the large wooden door swung open. A tall young Doctor wearing surgical blues read from his clipboard. I stood and listened as he bagan.

" I'm Dr. Clipher and you must be Barney. She's stable and is in intensive care. Her family physcian Dr. Do Good called me in and he'll be able to answer all your questions. All I can say for now, is that we got the hemorrhaging stopped. She's still in critical condition and we'll know more in the next 24 hours. "

I had to ask, " What about the baby ? "

Dr. Clipher shook his head, " The pregnancy was terminated. I know that's hard on ya'll, but it's sometimes natures way of correcting things. Sweet Thang is young and there's no reason she can't have more children. Let's see, this is ya'lls second, excuse me. I mean, ya'll have a four year old girl ?"

I sat down, " She has one from a previous. Well I mean, she does have one. Doctor, when I can see her ? "

Dr. Clipher opened the door, " It depends, I'd say...."

Big John flew in and grasped me by my neck. My feet were dangling off the floor and I felt like a ragdoll.

He squeezed with all of his might, " I TOLD YOU ! YOU SOB ! "

I tried to speak, " UGGGGGGGHH! UGGGGGGGGHH ! "

Dr. Clipher screamed, " NURSE ! WE NEED SECURITY ! "

Big John raised me higher, " YOU SOB ! "

My head went thru the sheet rock wall, as my mind voices came up with a plan, " Play dead ! Play dead ! Quit kicking ! "

I spotted the security guard out of the corner of my eye. Geez ! She wasn't but 5', 5 " and maybe 100 lbs. Good grief ! Big John must of heard my neck snap. I know that I sure did ! The pain shot down my shoulders and it felt like a hot branding iron. Big John threw me across the table and made his exit. I tried to move, but Dr Clipher placed is cold hands around the base of my neck.

I hollerd in pain, " UGGGGHHH, UGGGGHH, MAN ! "

Dr Clipher, " Don't move ! Nurse ! Nurse ! CODE ##...! "

They placed a neck brace on me and rolled me to the emergency room. The pain was nonstop and just blinking my eyes hurt. The x-rays showed no signs of bone damage, but all of my cartilage and muscle had been torn away. Yep ! Boy, was I lucky ? The Doc. gave me a shot of good stuff and I was able to speak.

Well not really, " Am goo ti evve ? "

Nurse Feel Good, " You'll be just fine ! We'll need to keep you over night and you'll see. You'll be just fine ! "

They rolled me in with an Oxygen Tent roomie. Yep, one of them wheezers and near death folks. What a deal ! Luckily the pain shot knocked me out for the night. My mind voices were all talking brave about revenge. Sure ! So, I passed out and just laid there like a guy with some pretty serious injuries. I almost forgot about Sweet Thang, Geno's death, Elmer's dilemma, and what else ? Oh, the baby ! Life Goes On ?

Let's break, your Snazzy1.

 

Don't worry snazzy, I'm still hanging onto your every word.

 

Big John sounds like one of the cops that use to come into Rustlers Rest, The Rocket, Stagecoach, etc and break up brawls. In those days 1 or 2 FTW policeman could handle a all out fight by themselves. Must have been trying out for TX Rangers. One riot,one ranger stuff. I had a friend who pulled a badge off and ripped a shirt. They forget about the other 20 guys and administered some serious knowledge bumps. Still no one was arrested. Now days they wait on the swat team and psychologist before they do anything. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about Snazzy.
Man now you got my neck aching.

 

Hey Snazzy, I am still here. I just dont post alot. I love your story and cant wait to read each chapter...

 

OTR4ME it's great to hear from you and we're glad your still around. Yep, Big Duker the ole Rocket Club. The only FWPD Officer killed in the line of duty in 1983, was working security there in uniform. He and his partner had arrested a guy inside the club for carrying a concealed handgun. A drunk that wasn't even involved, took one of thier weapons and shot Officer Coleman ? I hate to admit, that I really can't recall the Officer's name. I got there after the shooting and this happend just a few weeks before Christmas. Man ! What a deal ! You just never know, as Life Goes On. Oops ! I hear clattering let me see if this post and I'll brb. The Snazzy1.

!!! Update !!!! It was Officer Camfield and the date was 11-19-83. I went to the FWPD Fallen Hero Site to refresh my memory. A moment of silence, for he and all of the dedicated ones, that gave thier all. The Snaze.

 

They woke me up at 6 am, for feeding. It was some kind of mush in a bowl that tasted like cardboard. I sipped some orange juice from a straw and took my pain pills. What a deal ! Around 7am, a Doctor read from my chart and gave me an update. Let's see, he felt that I should stay for futher treatment and recommended that I see a specialist. I lied and agreed to following his advice. As soon as he left, I tried to get dressed. Yep, I was ready to go. There just wasn't time for all of this. I managed to get my clothes out the closet, but I couldn't change. Yep, I couldn't raise my left arm at all and my right arm had a strange tingling, from my elbow to my fingertips. What a deal ! So, I sat down and gawked at the poor Wheezer under the oxygen tent. Man ! Geez ! Sure was glad, that I was doing better than he is.

Knock, knock, " Are you okay ? "

I was honest, " NO ! Man ! It hurt's like hell ! Can you help me get dressed and get me out of here ? "

Elmer held my pants, " Just hold your legs up, I'll slip then on you. What did the Doc. say ? "

I wiggled on the pants, " They want me to see a specialist and stay here. Shoot ! Frig that ! I'm getting the hell out of here ! How did you know I was here ? "

Elmer slipped the right sleve on me, " You can't lift your arm ? Maybe you should stay. Wait ! Just let it hang off your shoulder. Your wife called me and said that ..."

I came unglued, " Wifey ! How the hell did she know ? I haven't talked to her in months ! "

Elmer looked shocked, " Well, she went by the Hide Away and told my wife that you were here. I guess that someone must of called her. Anyway, that's all I know. What else, oh, your shoes. "

I felt like Cinderrella, " Here ! If I wiggle my toes, there it goes. So, Wifey told your wife and your wife, told you ? Hmm ! "

Knock, knock, " I'm Detective Lost and I'm here about the assault. Your Barney Goose ? Right ! So, tell me what happend. "

Elmer headed out the door as I stood up, " Oh nothing ! I tripped over a chair and I'll be just fine. "

Detective Lost looked confused, " Now wait a minute ! I've got statements and a video of what took place. You know Big John Thang ! He's as excop and so are you ! This had something to do with his daughter Sweet Thang. So, don't be lying to me ! It doesn't matter if he's retired from the force. He'll go to jail, just like anyone else ! "

I lied a little more, " Oh feathers ! We had a little misunderstanding and it's over with ! Why make this into a federal case ! Let's just forget about it."

Det. Lost was lost. " Okay ! I'll need you to sign this waiver. Now, once you do, that's the end of it. You can't change your mind later. Are you sure that you want to do this ? If your scared of...."

I signed, " Hell ! Scared ! We go back along ways and Big John is like a dad to me ! He was just a little upset and that's all. We'll work this out ! "

Det. Lost left with his signed form and Elmer drove us to the Hide Away. I was popping pain killers like M&Ms and soaked down ten beers. Elmer was still singing the blues, about Geno. What a deal, as Life Goes On.

Let's break Snazzers, your Snazzy1.

 

Oh snazzy, what are you doing!