tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post3505654872621095674..comments2023-12-27T13:35:09.431-07:00Comments on Exile in Portales: The Sunday Re-Run: Small TownsBuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-38155462035571479902014-01-14T09:22:12.432-07:002014-01-14T09:22:12.432-07:00I don't remember the Gumbo House specifically,...I don't remember the Gumbo House specifically, Old NFO. Then again, it's been over 30 years since I spent any time down that way. A lot o' brain cells have gone over the dam since then. <b>;-)</b>Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-27390963015520481622014-01-13T17:07:51.867-07:002014-01-13T17:07:51.867-07:00Buck, did you ever hit the Gumbo House? It used t...Buck, did you ever hit the Gumbo House? It used to be known for it's gumbo, crawfish, and hush puppies... And Hwy 90 WAS a trip! Sober or otherwise!!!Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-11276445390573952712014-01-13T15:55:26.514-07:002014-01-13T15:55:26.514-07:00I'm VERY fortunate I didn't end up like Mi...I'm VERY fortunate I didn't end up like Miss Mansfield out on Highway 90... mainly coz my ideer o' fun the second time I was in Biloxi was to ice down a case o' beer in the back seat o' my SS396 Chevelle and go drag racing on 90. I'm SERIOUSLY fortunate to have survived my youth... in many more ways than one.Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-39423936034947067642014-01-13T15:53:18.262-07:002014-01-13T15:53:18.262-07:00I sat here for the longest time trying to recall A...I sat here for the longest time trying to recall ANY names of the bars I frequented in Biloxi back in the day and I came up empty. Your memory is MUCH better than mine, Virgil. But as far as Elsie's goes, I can give you a definitely-mebbe. I was ALL about cheap back then, given as how i was living on a one-striper's wages. It wasn't unknown to go out on a payday weekend and blow my ENTIRE freakin' check on booze, and I mean that literally.Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-41612923205198458652014-01-13T14:11:50.466-07:002014-01-13T14:11:50.466-07:00PS: Most people today don't know this but in t...PS: Most people today don't know this but in the late 50s/early 60s, thanks to the Dixie Mafia there were several first rate supper clubs on the beach where 4-star (and lesser down-ward spiraling talent) from Hollywood & Las Vegas would cycle their acts thru. (e.g., Jane Mansfield was killed in an auto accident just outside Biloxi on the way from her late act @approx 2:30am in '66 on way to early am N. O. TV news show on old hwy 90.virgil xenophonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11491836830352263438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-78878444698369848562014-01-13T13:26:09.104-07:002014-01-13T13:26:09.104-07:00Grew up in a small college town amidst east-centra...Grew up in a small college town amidst east-centrai Ill farmland. until I left for college in fall of '62. (pop currently 21,000--of which 10,000 are college students--only changed by a couple of thousand since I grew up there. Ideal place for a kid to grow up in 50s, zero crime, total freedom to roam, yet cultural amenities provided by the univ. Only real negative was no sit-down restaurants until the 70s Even in the 60s driving 70 miles to eat at the nearest holiday inn was a big night on the town for my parents, lol.<br /><br />As I've mentioned here before, Del Rio was MY "end-of-the-world" place. And I can assoc myself with you re the way people at Minot thought IT was "the end-of-the-world." I may have told this story before, but when we were on the early flying sched a bunch of us would jump in our cars shortly after noon and drive the 4 hour drive to San Antonio like a bat out of Hell. for the weekend. When we got there we'd head for the bar at Randolph to tank up on cheap booze before we hit the town. Once, we couldn't help but hear the conversations from a group of officers sitting on the oppo side of the horse-shoe bar (it's like they're talking directly to you--no wonder bartenders are such good listeners!) Turns out they were all from the NYC, Philly, Nj area and thought SA was the end of the world. Worse, they'd just finished OCS and had spent many hrs in the hot TX sun doing PT so had a double reason to hate the place. But they whined so much finally one of my group piped up and said: "Hey, you guys think you've got it bad here? Guess what, you ought to come down to Del Rio where we are. We just drove 4& 1/2 hrs just to even GET here!" LOL!<br /><br />My time at LSU overlapped Buck's at Biloxi and I'll second his comments. It was a wild and wonderful place--mainly run by the "Dixie Mafia" crime syndicate in those days. Did I ever ask you if you ever made happy hour at Elsie's, Buck? It was inland just over the RR tracks. Mixed Drinks were 25 cents@HH! I'd order two doubles for a buck so I wouldn't have to make so many trips back to the bar, lol. virgil xenophonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11491836830352263438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-2327621663108554622014-01-13T12:48:45.260-07:002014-01-13T12:48:45.260-07:00We have three traffic lights, too!We have three traffic lights, too!Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-37503154756125916772014-01-13T12:17:11.354-07:002014-01-13T12:17:11.354-07:00I grew up in a small town. Population circa 1979 w...I grew up in a small town. Population circa 1979 was about 15,000. Today it is 16,000. Interestingly in the decade between 1950-1960 it grew by nearly 60%! And I live in perfect small-town New England these days. 9,000 people and we just got our third traffic lightKris, in New Englandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185696221729269932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-20301457073256510232014-01-13T11:41:30.942-07:002014-01-13T11:41:30.942-07:00Thank you all.Thank you all.Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-74187299432451878282014-01-13T00:16:01.575-07:002014-01-13T00:16:01.575-07:00As a Child of The Hi Line in Montana and along the...As a Child of The Hi Line in Montana and along the Crowsnest Trail in Alberta, I can so relate!Glenn Mark Casselhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11305109383344139028noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-49644033910024058822014-01-12T14:26:54.538-07:002014-01-12T14:26:54.538-07:00The only thing I remember about Biloxi, was how ho...The only thing I remember about Biloxi, was how hot it was, and how happy I was to see it fade in the rear-view mirror. The smell of stinking rotting shrimp, merely a memory.Biloxi Hostagenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-23117134186234244462014-01-12T12:20:54.796-07:002014-01-12T12:20:54.796-07:00I kinda like my small town...
Well, it was a small...I kinda like my small town...<br />Well, it was a small town.(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18232353.post-3861582652683527812014-01-12T11:54:30.071-07:002014-01-12T11:54:30.071-07:00Ah, small towns, I love them. (Being a small town ...Ah, small towns, I love them. (Being a small town guy myself, hometown has about 9000 people currently. Had maybe 2K more when I was a kid.)<br /><br />Nice post Buck.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.com