Little Known Facts about Jeepz Members
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mud4feet
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Yeah, your post wound up a lot shorter than I expected :shock: ! You are usually very verbose (I love it when you and Twisted get goin'!). Yet, your post is very enlightening, as they all are. LJF needs to be commended. A very good topic! I've learned alot about my fellow Jeepers (and tried to give them a bit of me).
A big Hulk hand Jeep wave to ya', Mingez!!!!!
mud
A big Hulk hand Jeep wave to ya', Mingez!!!!!
mud
LadyJeepFreak
New member
Awesome most awesome. When I posted yesterday I didn't realize that I had STARTED this thread. LOL I saw it when I came back to it later in the day.
It's so nice to meet other jeepers and know you better. My heart goes out to each of you in your times of struggle emotionally and physically. Life is a hard thing sometimes, don't I know it. I guess we all do.
Hey, another tidbit totally off topic! lol
I have had three surgeries on my left hip in this lifetime, including a total hip replacement two years ago. I was born with a growth disorder that caused my hip to dislocate and turn outwards at age 12. I had two surgeries then and my total umm two years ago at age 28.
That really blows most people away, specially those that didn't know me when I was young and gimping around.
I was given a second chance physically (by a higher power). I had given up on having an active healthy lifestyle without pain by age 21. I thought I would always be known as "that wierd girl with a bad limp". Now I'm just "that wierd girl". LOL
Someone was looking out for me two years ago when I was approved for hip replacement (technological advancements) and I haven't looked back since. It was the most challenging thing I have ever been through, physically and emotionally. I spent nine months afterwards healing and dealing with advanced sports therapy to be able to walk correctly. I didn't work for three months and after that finished a college degree and worked two jobs while attending therapy two hours away twice a week. That spiraled me into depression which I have overcome these days.
There are so many things I've done since surgery and so many more I want to do that I never thougth possible and all without pain and walking a straight line!
As down as I get somedays life always has some redeeming qualities. I always say they are just hard to find but they are hiding in there somewhere.
BTW, I found me some NICE MUD yesterday and roostertailed all the way home. What a blast. lol
Jeep on into the sunset my friends.
LFJ
It's so nice to meet other jeepers and know you better. My heart goes out to each of you in your times of struggle emotionally and physically. Life is a hard thing sometimes, don't I know it. I guess we all do.
Hey, another tidbit totally off topic! lol
I have had three surgeries on my left hip in this lifetime, including a total hip replacement two years ago. I was born with a growth disorder that caused my hip to dislocate and turn outwards at age 12. I had two surgeries then and my total umm two years ago at age 28.
That really blows most people away, specially those that didn't know me when I was young and gimping around.
I was given a second chance physically (by a higher power). I had given up on having an active healthy lifestyle without pain by age 21. I thought I would always be known as "that wierd girl with a bad limp". Now I'm just "that wierd girl". LOL
Someone was looking out for me two years ago when I was approved for hip replacement (technological advancements) and I haven't looked back since. It was the most challenging thing I have ever been through, physically and emotionally. I spent nine months afterwards healing and dealing with advanced sports therapy to be able to walk correctly. I didn't work for three months and after that finished a college degree and worked two jobs while attending therapy two hours away twice a week. That spiraled me into depression which I have overcome these days.
There are so many things I've done since surgery and so many more I want to do that I never thougth possible and all without pain and walking a straight line!
As down as I get somedays life always has some redeeming qualities. I always say they are just hard to find but they are hiding in there somewhere.
BTW, I found me some NICE MUD yesterday and roostertailed all the way home. What a blast. lol
Jeep on into the sunset my friends.
LFJ
Special_K
New member
Wow. Okay, let's see. My name is Ken (Kenton) Phillips and I am a recovering...wait, wrong forum.
I live in Atlanta and am 33 (jeeez...I'm getting old). However, people often mistake me for being anywhere from 4 to 10 years younger than I am. That's cool in some cases, incredibly annoying in others (esp. professional environments, hitting on more "mature" women, etc.). I'm still single but dating (kind of) and have had a couple of close calls. My only two kids right now are my "adopted" niece and nephew that I borrow from my sister from time to time.
I graduated from the U.S. Air Force Academy in 1993 after which I worked with the development and production of the stealth bomber while getting a masters from Ohio State evenings and weekends. I moved to L.A. later to work with the Air Force Space & Missile Systems Center on the development of space-based missile defense systems (aka the SBIRS program or Space Based Infrared Systems which was formerly -- and more popularly -- known as Star Wars) and enjoyed living 2 blocks from the strand in Hermosa Beach. I am now still a Captain but an inactive reservist...though most of my friends and classmates who remained active are now Majors. "BoneStock" (a.ka. Todd who has posted a few times) is a good friend and a c/o 1993 Annapolis (U.S. Naval Academy) grad. My financial hobby has always been investing in real estate but I intend for that to become primary means of income. Had a tremendous set back over the last two years as one sizeable property I purchased has kept me hog-tied for the last two years and nearly bankrupted me (largely, but not solely, due to the economy). Never been financially arrogant or particularly careless with money, but I've certainly learned the value of a dollar during this time and have probably even become more humble in that regard. Hopefully that whole saga is just about to change and I'm looking forward to hopefullly sitting pretty again by next spring if a couple of key deals work out. (I'm keeping my fingers AND toes crossed...and saying a few prayers at the same time.)
Of course, I also play ice hockey in a league and am now playing in two different divisions at once. I have have about 2-3 official games per week plus at least one practice or pick-up game. (Jason, as I mentioned earlier I initially chose not to try out for the more competitive level but then I was recruited by one of the teams anyway...so much for having that extra time.) At the most competitive level (which I'm not in...yet) some players rotate in and out of the pro-level minor leagues. Under normal circumstances, I'm a somewhat hyper person so this sport fits me well. Conversely, me and baseball don't mix...unless theres a nap mixed in as well. My parents put me in little league baseball as a kid...I was so bored, I would draw in the dirt with a stick while the game was going and as a result, got hit on the head by pop-up balls, not once but twice. Probably explains alot.
Anyhow, that's enough about me in one sitting. Besides, it's very nice outside so I'm going biking. I was going to do this later, but then I started typing...
I live in Atlanta and am 33 (jeeez...I'm getting old). However, people often mistake me for being anywhere from 4 to 10 years younger than I am. That's cool in some cases, incredibly annoying in others (esp. professional environments, hitting on more "mature" women, etc.). I'm still single but dating (kind of) and have had a couple of close calls. My only two kids right now are my "adopted" niece and nephew that I borrow from my sister from time to time.
I graduated from the U.S. Air Force Academy in 1993 after which I worked with the development and production of the stealth bomber while getting a masters from Ohio State evenings and weekends. I moved to L.A. later to work with the Air Force Space & Missile Systems Center on the development of space-based missile defense systems (aka the SBIRS program or Space Based Infrared Systems which was formerly -- and more popularly -- known as Star Wars) and enjoyed living 2 blocks from the strand in Hermosa Beach. I am now still a Captain but an inactive reservist...though most of my friends and classmates who remained active are now Majors. "BoneStock" (a.ka. Todd who has posted a few times) is a good friend and a c/o 1993 Annapolis (U.S. Naval Academy) grad. My financial hobby has always been investing in real estate but I intend for that to become primary means of income. Had a tremendous set back over the last two years as one sizeable property I purchased has kept me hog-tied for the last two years and nearly bankrupted me (largely, but not solely, due to the economy). Never been financially arrogant or particularly careless with money, but I've certainly learned the value of a dollar during this time and have probably even become more humble in that regard. Hopefully that whole saga is just about to change and I'm looking forward to hopefullly sitting pretty again by next spring if a couple of key deals work out. (I'm keeping my fingers AND toes crossed...and saying a few prayers at the same time.)
Of course, I also play ice hockey in a league and am now playing in two different divisions at once. I have have about 2-3 official games per week plus at least one practice or pick-up game. (Jason, as I mentioned earlier I initially chose not to try out for the more competitive level but then I was recruited by one of the teams anyway...so much for having that extra time.) At the most competitive level (which I'm not in...yet) some players rotate in and out of the pro-level minor leagues. Under normal circumstances, I'm a somewhat hyper person so this sport fits me well. Conversely, me and baseball don't mix...unless theres a nap mixed in as well. My parents put me in little league baseball as a kid...I was so bored, I would draw in the dirt with a stick while the game was going and as a result, got hit on the head by pop-up balls, not once but twice. Probably explains alot.
Anyhow, that's enough about me in one sitting. Besides, it's very nice outside so I'm going biking. I was going to do this later, but then I started typing...
Saurian
New member
Well, while I told you about what makes me me, I forgot to tell you about me... Here's a look at the inside of my head, typed up for the second time, because I closed the window by accident...
I am a very emotional person. I notice everything in my surroundings, hence, any little insignificant thing that might just bug you, really gets to me. But I cannot vent rage all the time. I am generally a happy and pleasant person, but anger builds in me till I either get very depressed (here now), or rip someone's head off right out of the blue... Going up north helps me clear my head, and can defer these symptoms. Or driving nowhere in particular with the music really loud, screaming at nobody, that helps me too... There are times that I get sick and tired of being around other people, the city, etc..., and need to escape to somewhere North, or I become impossible to deal with, both for others, and myself.
I am the one that everybody I know seeks out when they have a problem, not only for my advice, but for someone to vent to... This can create a problem, because if my friends are down, there's a really good chance that I will be too... I'd give you my last buck, and the sweater off my back if you needed it.
I take people at face value, I am very trusting. If you acted nice to me, you could rob me blind, and I would not know it till it was far too late. Has gotten me screwed over more times than I care to think about.
Having only one relationship in my 21 years of existence leaves me feeling devestatingly alone much of the time. You probably would not know it to read me, but I can be extremely shy and introverted, particularly around women... I cannot just "go up and talk to her" to save my life. That, and there's that delightful "I just see you as a really good friend/not in that way" complex, an oldie, but goodie...
Every one of my friends has told me that I am like the only person that they can be around all the time, and not get at all annoyed with. This is nice to know, apparantly, I am someone that you'd want to meet. I can be a bit insecure too, sometimes, I need to be reminded of things like the fact that I am helpful, an excellent worker, nice to be around, etc... I have a very stong work ethic, have been told repeatedly by my managers that I am the hardest worker they've ever seen in every one of my places of employment. Runs in my family. I do my best to be there for others, and really hate to ever have to burden others with my problems or concerns... I need to lay down now, sitting hurts after smashy smashy with Jeepy. See you all after my mind-clearing trip to northern parts of my dear Michigan, happy Jeeping to all, or whatever you may be up to this week...
Ooooohhhh yeah... In case you could not tell, I LOVE my state. I really couldn't visualize living anywhere else in the country, if I did move, it would be farther up north. I love the snow, I hate the heat. I am perfectly happy in a temperature range of 45-75, though anything under 60, I don't like it windy.
I am a very emotional person. I notice everything in my surroundings, hence, any little insignificant thing that might just bug you, really gets to me. But I cannot vent rage all the time. I am generally a happy and pleasant person, but anger builds in me till I either get very depressed (here now), or rip someone's head off right out of the blue... Going up north helps me clear my head, and can defer these symptoms. Or driving nowhere in particular with the music really loud, screaming at nobody, that helps me too... There are times that I get sick and tired of being around other people, the city, etc..., and need to escape to somewhere North, or I become impossible to deal with, both for others, and myself.
I am the one that everybody I know seeks out when they have a problem, not only for my advice, but for someone to vent to... This can create a problem, because if my friends are down, there's a really good chance that I will be too... I'd give you my last buck, and the sweater off my back if you needed it.
I take people at face value, I am very trusting. If you acted nice to me, you could rob me blind, and I would not know it till it was far too late. Has gotten me screwed over more times than I care to think about.
Having only one relationship in my 21 years of existence leaves me feeling devestatingly alone much of the time. You probably would not know it to read me, but I can be extremely shy and introverted, particularly around women... I cannot just "go up and talk to her" to save my life. That, and there's that delightful "I just see you as a really good friend/not in that way" complex, an oldie, but goodie...
Every one of my friends has told me that I am like the only person that they can be around all the time, and not get at all annoyed with. This is nice to know, apparantly, I am someone that you'd want to meet. I can be a bit insecure too, sometimes, I need to be reminded of things like the fact that I am helpful, an excellent worker, nice to be around, etc... I have a very stong work ethic, have been told repeatedly by my managers that I am the hardest worker they've ever seen in every one of my places of employment. Runs in my family. I do my best to be there for others, and really hate to ever have to burden others with my problems or concerns... I need to lay down now, sitting hurts after smashy smashy with Jeepy. See you all after my mind-clearing trip to northern parts of my dear Michigan, happy Jeeping to all, or whatever you may be up to this week...
Ooooohhhh yeah... In case you could not tell, I LOVE my state. I really couldn't visualize living anywhere else in the country, if I did move, it would be farther up north. I love the snow, I hate the heat. I am perfectly happy in a temperature range of 45-75, though anything under 60, I don't like it windy.
90Xjay
New member
RE: Jeepz.com
Here goes..
My real name is D.B. Cooper, former survival instructor who came into money and have retired in an undisclosed location :lol: :lol: :lol:
My name is Mark and I am 36 years old. I was born in the east but have lived in Texas for the past 20 years. I am truly blessed with a wife of 12 years and 2 children (5yrs and 20 months old).
Air Force vet, not retired, just served 4 years. This is my first Jeep although I claimed ownership of my Dads CJ growing up but was too young to drive when he owned it.
I managed a two bay repair shop and gas station for almost a decade and kept an ASE cerification. I have been in commercial sales of fuel and lubricants for the past 6 years.
Here goes..
My real name is D.B. Cooper, former survival instructor who came into money and have retired in an undisclosed location :lol: :lol: :lol:
My name is Mark and I am 36 years old. I was born in the east but have lived in Texas for the past 20 years. I am truly blessed with a wife of 12 years and 2 children (5yrs and 20 months old).
Air Force vet, not retired, just served 4 years. This is my first Jeep although I claimed ownership of my Dads CJ growing up but was too young to drive when he owned it.
I managed a two bay repair shop and gas station for almost a decade and kept an ASE cerification. I have been in commercial sales of fuel and lubricants for the past 6 years.
Sparky-Watts
Banned
Re: RE: southwest florida
Wow, what a great thread!! Thanks, LJF!!!!
My real name is Eric (always hated it for some reason), I was named after Eric Severeid (the newscaster from the 60's. I just turned 40 last month, and feel it everyday.
I was born in Council Grove, Kansas and lived in Alta Vista, KS until I was 3. My dad was a teacher and got a job in Burrton, so in 1969, we moved here to Mount Hope (Mt. Hope, M T Hope [Empty Hope], No Hope) Kansas. Aside from 5 years after high school, I've lived here all my life. I spent those 5 years living in nearby Hutchinson. I spent 6 years in college and wound up with an Associate of the Arts degree (worthless) and an Associate of Medical Sciences Degree (also quite worthless). I worked as a paramedic for 10 years running volunteer EMS here and for 5 years in the busiest ER in Wichita (where I got my nickname Sparky by being defibrillated while doing CPR). Ask and I'll post the link to that wonderful story.
I am a writer of short stories and poetry, and have been published about a dozen times. I'm also a photographer and have had a few of my photos published, one of them in National Geographic.
I have worked for the National Weather Service as a storm spotter for over 20 years, and have chased more tornadoes than I can remember. I was even picked up by a tornado in my old '85 Toyota 4wd and carried over 100 yards.
I have an IQ of 141 and am basically wasting it selling used cars for a living. I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I've been a photojournalist, freelance photographer, portrait photographer, dishwasher, fast-food clerk, janitor, lawn-care specialist, landscaper, roofer, remodeler, sheetrocker, light mechanic, insurance salesman, drug dealer, youth pastor, paramedic, aircraft furniture builder, and now a used car salesman.
My best friend in life was my father, and he passed away from cancer on March 21, 2003. I miss him more every day, and owe him my life. He was a teacher, and taught me more than I ever learned in school. People tell me the pain will get easier to handle, but it hasn't. I'll never get over losing him.
My first 4-wheeler was my Toyota. I sold it last October with 275,000 miles on it (I bought it new) and 100,000 of those miles was in the redjaw clay around Cheney Lake here in Kansas. After I sold it, I felt so empty. So, the next day, I started looking for a Jeep. After 3 months of searching, and about 50 Jeeps later, I found the perfect YJ, a '94 with only 54,000 miles on it that had never been off-road, or even driven in the rain for that matter. (The owner was a lady lawyer, and she told me this, and lawyers don't lie, do they?) I've been hooked on Jeeps since I was 6 years old. My uncles lived in Tucson, AZ, one had a Toyota FJ(?), the other a '64 Jeep. They took all of us up on Mt. Lemon for a week of camping, and I still remember the sounds of rocks scraping and banging of the sides and bottom as we crawled 4,000 feet up the side of the moutain in what must've been a creek bed, 'cause it sure as heck weren't no road!!!!
I married my first wife in December of '97, and by January of '98 realized she was nothing but a drunken slut that was still sleeping with her last ex-husband for money and booze. We divorced in '98. During my divorce, I met Vickie (aka Sunshine) at the hospital. She was working there part-time nights in the registration area. We had our first date 10 hours after my divorce was final, and married on July 24, '99. I couldn't be happier now, she is the love of my life, and she is my world! Her son Stephen joined the Navy just before we married, and finally got out last March. He and his wife moved back to Wichita in April, just 30 minutes away from us. He's a great kid, and loves to go wheeling with me, but he really needs to get a Jeep. His old GMC truck just can't hack it anymore.
Well, that was the Reader's Digest Condensed version of my life story.....anyone want the longer version?
Wow, what a great thread!! Thanks, LJF!!!!
My real name is Eric (always hated it for some reason), I was named after Eric Severeid (the newscaster from the 60's. I just turned 40 last month, and feel it everyday.
I was born in Council Grove, Kansas and lived in Alta Vista, KS until I was 3. My dad was a teacher and got a job in Burrton, so in 1969, we moved here to Mount Hope (Mt. Hope, M T Hope [Empty Hope], No Hope) Kansas. Aside from 5 years after high school, I've lived here all my life. I spent those 5 years living in nearby Hutchinson. I spent 6 years in college and wound up with an Associate of the Arts degree (worthless) and an Associate of Medical Sciences Degree (also quite worthless). I worked as a paramedic for 10 years running volunteer EMS here and for 5 years in the busiest ER in Wichita (where I got my nickname Sparky by being defibrillated while doing CPR). Ask and I'll post the link to that wonderful story.
I am a writer of short stories and poetry, and have been published about a dozen times. I'm also a photographer and have had a few of my photos published, one of them in National Geographic.
I have worked for the National Weather Service as a storm spotter for over 20 years, and have chased more tornadoes than I can remember. I was even picked up by a tornado in my old '85 Toyota 4wd and carried over 100 yards.
I have an IQ of 141 and am basically wasting it selling used cars for a living. I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I've been a photojournalist, freelance photographer, portrait photographer, dishwasher, fast-food clerk, janitor, lawn-care specialist, landscaper, roofer, remodeler, sheetrocker, light mechanic, insurance salesman, drug dealer, youth pastor, paramedic, aircraft furniture builder, and now a used car salesman.
My best friend in life was my father, and he passed away from cancer on March 21, 2003. I miss him more every day, and owe him my life. He was a teacher, and taught me more than I ever learned in school. People tell me the pain will get easier to handle, but it hasn't. I'll never get over losing him.
My first 4-wheeler was my Toyota. I sold it last October with 275,000 miles on it (I bought it new) and 100,000 of those miles was in the redjaw clay around Cheney Lake here in Kansas. After I sold it, I felt so empty. So, the next day, I started looking for a Jeep. After 3 months of searching, and about 50 Jeeps later, I found the perfect YJ, a '94 with only 54,000 miles on it that had never been off-road, or even driven in the rain for that matter. (The owner was a lady lawyer, and she told me this, and lawyers don't lie, do they?) I've been hooked on Jeeps since I was 6 years old. My uncles lived in Tucson, AZ, one had a Toyota FJ(?), the other a '64 Jeep. They took all of us up on Mt. Lemon for a week of camping, and I still remember the sounds of rocks scraping and banging of the sides and bottom as we crawled 4,000 feet up the side of the moutain in what must've been a creek bed, 'cause it sure as heck weren't no road!!!!
I married my first wife in December of '97, and by January of '98 realized she was nothing but a drunken slut that was still sleeping with her last ex-husband for money and booze. We divorced in '98. During my divorce, I met Vickie (aka Sunshine) at the hospital. She was working there part-time nights in the registration area. We had our first date 10 hours after my divorce was final, and married on July 24, '99. I couldn't be happier now, she is the love of my life, and she is my world! Her son Stephen joined the Navy just before we married, and finally got out last March. He and his wife moved back to Wichita in April, just 30 minutes away from us. He's a great kid, and loves to go wheeling with me, but he really needs to get a Jeep. His old GMC truck just can't hack it anymore.
Well, that was the Reader's Digest Condensed version of my life story.....anyone want the longer version?
Hmmm well there seem to be lots of us from Texas! I live in the "A-Tex" or austin texas, I'm an attorney doing mostly death penalty and other criminal appeals. I bought my first jeep when I moved here to ATX last year. I have a beautiful 78 Cadillac Eldorado also, both are in a state of restoration (although I had a head start on the 'Lac). I was in the military during the tail end of the 1st gulf war (although thankfully I was stateside) and I got out and worked my way through school fixing boats cars and trucks and any other machines I could get my hands on. Now I'm happily wrenching on my new love affiar the Jeep (her name's Silver), "Momma says" to all my friends I'm not happy unless I'm working on a car. I guess there's worse hobbies. Sure am DAMN glad I found this website!@
jay79cj7
New member
My names Jayson. I live in the Chicago burbs, and have all my life, with the exception of a really fun 4 years in Champaign, IL for school. Go Illini! (basketball, lets not talk football.) I work as a engineer on medical devices. I am recently engaged and am now in the process of trying to trick my fiance into doing all of the planning.
I bought a 00 XJ for a daily driver, but always wanted a CJ. I got picked up a CJ7 3 years ago when I new little about how cars work, and slowly but surely I have learned alot, with a big help coming from this site. It has really deteriorated (rusted out) over the past couple years (half is probably me just realizing how bad it is), so I am in the very beginning stages of a frame up build. I want to get her in shape to do some real off-roading. My good drivetrain is going to be pulled (at least that's the plan) from my rust bucket frame and tub and dropped onto a replacement. All in the comfort of a one car garage. Oh, and I just learned that my good friend who is a mechanic is moving away. Expect double time postings from me this winter!
I bought a 00 XJ for a daily driver, but always wanted a CJ. I got picked up a CJ7 3 years ago when I new little about how cars work, and slowly but surely I have learned alot, with a big help coming from this site. It has really deteriorated (rusted out) over the past couple years (half is probably me just realizing how bad it is), so I am in the very beginning stages of a frame up build. I want to get her in shape to do some real off-roading. My good drivetrain is going to be pulled (at least that's the plan) from my rust bucket frame and tub and dropped onto a replacement. All in the comfort of a one car garage. Oh, and I just learned that my good friend who is a mechanic is moving away. Expect double time postings from me this winter!
Inspector-Gadget
New member
RE: lift question
Let’s see…hmmmm…all things considered, Inspector Gadget is remarkably unremarkable, but my story began in a Pennsylvania coal town and my Father’s garage.
My Dad was an aircraft machinist, a tool and die guy, a Michaelangelo of metal, who went bad and opened an automobile garage following WW-II. My childhood home was located amid working deep-shaft anthracite coal mines, a couple of junk yards, two gigantic railroad yards and wonderful, salt of the earth people. I had a great childhood and a set of full-size toy trains that were the envy of all the rich kids. :wink:
In that time and place, boy children were expected to do something useful to help their fathers, so by my early teens I was doing three-angle valve jobs under my Dad’s supervision. Learned a great deal about auto mechanics of that era, but decided that I needed to do something else for a living and also needed to scratch the itch of my blossoming wanderlust. I did something else and scratched that itch by going into the U.S. Army right out of high school and into college upon discharge from the Army.
I then returned to Pennsylvania for a short time -- long enough to re-woo and scoop-up my high-school sweetheart, marry her and carry her off to the wilds of upstate NY. In retrospect -- one of my best moves.
Subsequently worked for 38-years as a Federal civil servant (or civil serpent) in Federal telecommunications engineering, operations and maintenance. Retired as a Division Chief in September of 2000.
Along the way, I fathered three children. Same wife, same kids for thirty-six-plus years. Did the usual husband-dad things: bringer home of the bacon, mower of the lawn, raker of the leaves, Chief of Household Law and Order, little league, cubmaster, scoutmaster, marching band dad, color guard dad, yada-yada.
The youngest child, a daughter, accepted a proposal of marriage and an engagement ring last Thursday, following Thanksgiving dinner. Just goes to show the aberrant behavior a near fatal dose of turkey-tryptophan and Mom’s giblet gravy can induce in an otherwise well-adjusted young man. :lol:
Despite my former occupation, I have always kept in touch with the mechanical interests developed during my childhood and adolescence: chassis grease is in my genes, 10W-40W is in my blood and often on my jeans and under my fingernails. I have always done most of my own auto work. Since retirement, I have kept busy and out of trouble (for the most part) by working on my old Jeep, my old Chris-Craft and my old house.
I remain semi-active in a number of organizations: Scouting, Vietnam Vets, various civic organizations.
All that keeps my 60-year old body from rusting tight, yet still leaves enough free time to pester the habitués of Jeepz.com.
The "Cliffs Notes" story of my life.
Regards,
Your no complaints and few regrets, Inspector Gadget
Let’s see…hmmmm…all things considered, Inspector Gadget is remarkably unremarkable, but my story began in a Pennsylvania coal town and my Father’s garage.
My Dad was an aircraft machinist, a tool and die guy, a Michaelangelo of metal, who went bad and opened an automobile garage following WW-II. My childhood home was located amid working deep-shaft anthracite coal mines, a couple of junk yards, two gigantic railroad yards and wonderful, salt of the earth people. I had a great childhood and a set of full-size toy trains that were the envy of all the rich kids. :wink:
In that time and place, boy children were expected to do something useful to help their fathers, so by my early teens I was doing three-angle valve jobs under my Dad’s supervision. Learned a great deal about auto mechanics of that era, but decided that I needed to do something else for a living and also needed to scratch the itch of my blossoming wanderlust. I did something else and scratched that itch by going into the U.S. Army right out of high school and into college upon discharge from the Army.
I then returned to Pennsylvania for a short time -- long enough to re-woo and scoop-up my high-school sweetheart, marry her and carry her off to the wilds of upstate NY. In retrospect -- one of my best moves.
Subsequently worked for 38-years as a Federal civil servant (or civil serpent) in Federal telecommunications engineering, operations and maintenance. Retired as a Division Chief in September of 2000.
Along the way, I fathered three children. Same wife, same kids for thirty-six-plus years. Did the usual husband-dad things: bringer home of the bacon, mower of the lawn, raker of the leaves, Chief of Household Law and Order, little league, cubmaster, scoutmaster, marching band dad, color guard dad, yada-yada.
The youngest child, a daughter, accepted a proposal of marriage and an engagement ring last Thursday, following Thanksgiving dinner. Just goes to show the aberrant behavior a near fatal dose of turkey-tryptophan and Mom’s giblet gravy can induce in an otherwise well-adjusted young man. :lol:
Despite my former occupation, I have always kept in touch with the mechanical interests developed during my childhood and adolescence: chassis grease is in my genes, 10W-40W is in my blood and often on my jeans and under my fingernails. I have always done most of my own auto work. Since retirement, I have kept busy and out of trouble (for the most part) by working on my old Jeep, my old Chris-Craft and my old house.
I remain semi-active in a number of organizations: Scouting, Vietnam Vets, various civic organizations.
All that keeps my 60-year old body from rusting tight, yet still leaves enough free time to pester the habitués of Jeepz.com.
The "Cliffs Notes" story of my life.
Regards,
Your no complaints and few regrets, Inspector Gadget
Sparky-Watts
Banned
Re: RE: Re: RE: southwest florida
I'm not proud of it, but yeah, I was a drug dealer for a short time in my life....then I became a paramedic and could deal them legally!
mingez said:
I'm not proud of it, but yeah, I was a drug dealer for a short time in my life....then I became a paramedic and could deal them legally!
Good that someone started this thread up again would not have found it. Lots of interesting facts about you all.
As you can probably figure from my signature, I am originally from New Orleans but moved about an hour away to Robert, Louisiana to raise my sons (yes I had way to much fun growing up and am attempting to prevent my sons from doing the same)
. My name is Doug Lee 37 years old. I have been married for 7 wonderful years to the only woman who could put up with me and all my hobbies (Laura). I have 2 boys Dougie 6 and Logan 4 both have attitude in surplus.
I was raised as an electrician, worked for my father and countless other contractors, was in the ARMY and have been employed by Siemens for the past 10 years first as a Controls Engineer now as an Operations Supervisor over the service department for Louisiana and the Mississippi Gulf Coast.
My hobbies (that my wife puts up with are) working on my Jeep (more than I drive it), Scuba Diving/fishing (spear fishing) my wife dives so do both of my sons yes even the 4 year old, Martial Arts, attempting to play Golf, Water-sports (skiing, wake-board, knee-board), building furniture, and playing with my boys who have my heart.
That is about it
Doug
As you can probably figure from my signature, I am originally from New Orleans but moved about an hour away to Robert, Louisiana to raise my sons (yes I had way to much fun growing up and am attempting to prevent my sons from doing the same)
. My name is Doug Lee 37 years old. I have been married for 7 wonderful years to the only woman who could put up with me and all my hobbies (Laura). I have 2 boys Dougie 6 and Logan 4 both have attitude in surplus. I was raised as an electrician, worked for my father and countless other contractors, was in the ARMY and have been employed by Siemens for the past 10 years first as a Controls Engineer now as an Operations Supervisor over the service department for Louisiana and the Mississippi Gulf Coast.
My hobbies (that my wife puts up with are) working on my Jeep (more than I drive it), Scuba Diving/fishing (spear fishing) my wife dives so do both of my sons yes even the 4 year old, Martial Arts, attempting to play Golf, Water-sports (skiing, wake-board, knee-board), building furniture, and playing with my boys who have my heart.
That is about it
Doug
My name is Roger I joined this forum shortly after I bought my ZJ. My first jeep was a cherokee given to me by a coworker. I wasn't planning on keeping it at first but it kinda grew on me. Then my wife wanted a jeep so I bought her a 97 ZJ. She always liked her parents jeeps and was jealous of mine. My wife loves tweety and had decked out her jeep with tweety everywere. But hey, at least it is a jeep. Earlier this year my XJ was on its last leg and I got the 94 ZJ I have now and sold the old XJ. I have done quite a bit to it since I have got it and have lots more plans for it. It will never be done.
I am a master fabricator by trade. I currently work two jobs. I design, program, and do all phases of fab work part time for a precision sheetmetal company that is know in the process of leaving the area. I am still kinda of the foreman as they call when there is a problem but as this place is leaving I also work a programmer and machinist for another company. I truly love my occupation. I thouroughly enjoy being able to make just about anything I need myself. It comes in handy having two jeeps.
I have been married for about a year and a half but have been with my wife for six years now. She is the one who had liked jeeps from the start. Her parents have always owned a jeep and it carried on. I never liked cherokee's or Grand's till I owned one and found first hand how usefull all that room was. I thought they were "glorified stationwagons" till I was bored and found just what they can do stock. After which I started modifing them and just could not stop. All thanks to my wife which after all the hours I spent in the garage she regrets now.
I have two kids. A stepson who is nine and a daughter who is two. My stepson loves when I take my jeep offroad and my daughter bust out laughing when the jeeps tilts to the side. I am sure my kids will be jeepers in the future.
I am a master fabricator by trade. I currently work two jobs. I design, program, and do all phases of fab work part time for a precision sheetmetal company that is know in the process of leaving the area. I am still kinda of the foreman as they call when there is a problem but as this place is leaving I also work a programmer and machinist for another company. I truly love my occupation. I thouroughly enjoy being able to make just about anything I need myself. It comes in handy having two jeeps.
I have been married for about a year and a half but have been with my wife for six years now. She is the one who had liked jeeps from the start. Her parents have always owned a jeep and it carried on. I never liked cherokee's or Grand's till I owned one and found first hand how usefull all that room was. I thought they were "glorified stationwagons" till I was bored and found just what they can do stock. After which I started modifing them and just could not stop. All thanks to my wife which after all the hours I spent in the garage she regrets now.
I have two kids. A stepson who is nine and a daughter who is two. My stepson loves when I take my jeep offroad and my daughter bust out laughing when the jeeps tilts to the side. I am sure my kids will be jeepers in the future.
Saurian
New member
76cj7nola said:
Hee hee hee... And I still didn't find the thread that I was looking for in the first place... It is amazing what you learn about everyone...
Mud, you are not the first person who has told me that. If I turn out half as well as the people that have told me that, yourself included, then I will consider myself a very lucky person indeed...
Lady, this is a great post you started, glad I could dig it up.
Sparky... Link! LIIINNNKKK!!! Sounds like that story can only be interesting... Interesting or tragic, hoping for interesting. Two of my roommates are EMTs, studying to be paramedics...
mud4feet
New member
RE: Hi everyone!
Suarian, here's Sparky's link -
http://www.geocities.com/southbeach/docks/4371/page3.html#sparky
Gleaned from page 9 (i think it was) of the general forum topics "what does your nickname mean?"
Interesting reading, to be sure!
Suarian, here's Sparky's link -
http://www.geocities.com/southbeach/docks/4371/page3.html#sparky
Gleaned from page 9 (i think it was) of the general forum topics "what does your nickname mean?"
Interesting reading, to be sure!
Saurian
New member
RE: Re: cj7 trannies: T5, World Class T5, gearing
Wow... I landed flat on my bum when I leaned over the car battery, contacting it with my lower stomach. And I came to on the floor when I took a breaker-blowing dead short through my right arm when we were doing some electrical, but that sounds like something else... Glad you're none the worse for wear...
Wow... I landed flat on my bum when I leaned over the car battery, contacting it with my lower stomach. And I came to on the floor when I took a breaker-blowing dead short through my right arm when we were doing some electrical, but that sounds like something else... Glad you're none the worse for wear...
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