APRIL 26 2023
i was sorting out my collection of wrist watches (none rolex) and i remembered a day long ago when i had done the same --- and had attached a bunch of watches to my arm to get them somewhere......and got in trouble when a cop stopped us and i asked him "do you wanna buy a watch?"
i had a letter from tommy verifying that story---
A sample
Just in case you think i make up these stories....
to set the crazy acres stage I was trying to refresh my memory and wrote to tommy neugent --- who was ( and in my mind, still is a 17 year old kid) who was thrilled with race horses, worked in our barn, and i was terrified he would get too involved with the race "trackers" and not take advantage of the super brain he obviously had-- he is now dr.nugent, who once studied endorphins in kentucky.. to whom we gave the dane "cuba"
I asked him… do I remember a horse in my basement?? His answer…..
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Cheers to you and very nice to hear from you:
Yes, the racehorse in your basement was "Gal Friday." She was a filly we all loved. Kind and pretty and very nice and comfortable to ride. I loved that filly. You gave me a picture of her as a foal for Xmas one year with her mother..1972?
We took her out of the barn and put her in the warm basement because she had a fever and was sick and we were doing all we could to help her. The weather was severely cold and the vet suggested it. We didn't expect the rain, but despite the ankle deep water, she did just fine and recovered.
I hope you will edit this so as to not incriminate any of us, but I have a lot of memories of Chestnut Street.
I believe you and Lynn Cashman once somehow came home with a fire hydrant.
I remember Janine giving Tinker an English muffin each morning before the school bus came.
I also recall being stopped with you by North Reading, MA Police for expired plates in 1972. The renewal stickers were clipped to the lamp in the kitchen. I was 17 and you were teaching me how to drive a horse trailer. (You did a good job. I still remember and can drive anything). As I recall, you had 3 or 4 wrist watches on each arm, to be repaired, and a tv or two in the back seat in the middle of a crime wave involving horse trailers and tv's. I forget who got us out of that.
When you mention the pet pig, I want to remind you of how she came to be. I had a little green MGB sports car, of which I was very proud. You gave me a big jar of penny's one day and sent me up Rt 128 to the hog farm and told me to ask the farmer if he would trade a piglet for their weight in pennies. He said yes and that little piglet sat on my lap all the way home and we became friends forever. She did become big, though. and was a hit in the circus the kids put on that summer .
Cuba was my best friend for a long time
Over and Out....Tommy Nugent
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there are sooooo many stories ---- truth is better than fiction... that set up with the watches was just so perfect i could not resist--- i would probably not do that now--- too many shootings...
many on the fringe of legality.. and how maybe over $600 is not a gift?? needed to be reported to someone somehow--- i was reminded of the big tipi we had .. closer to the barn... before cameras- it was set up for livng/office whatever--- and a veteran arrived in it one day-- his family wanted him hospitalized and he needed a place to hide.it was that tipi or the street----so who was i. to object??? he also needed walk around money- so i gave him what was in my pocket---i realized later it was over $600--- i never meant to be that generous.
i have a couple veteran stories--- one ptsd problem who felt so much better after spending 2 weeks here building the white chicken coop--- or the vet -- with a wife in NH and a girlfriend in MA he had more than ptsd problems---another vet needed his pay check split between 2 women with his children from texas to kentucky.
and then there was scott aubin- arrived in my living room- just tried to commit suicide and the knot didn't hold
he was frustrated not even that worked....he needed a dog--- he also need to unload the warrent for his arrest
and a couple othre problems-- he eventually tells the story in his book "KNOT TODAY". AND HE WORKS FOR ?NY state suicide provention program...
CIRCUS PRACTICE- THAT IS ME WITH PIGTAIL
trying to get the horse -- tacky- to move forward so gwen can slide up onto his back and force the kid in the back off his rump