Ran in to a guy this weekend at the hardware store. He said he was from Brooklyn N.Y. called himself "Wild Bill"
A frieind and I were talking about raising horses and this guy interupted our conversation to say the last time he rode a horse was while he was in SF. Well my eye brow rose a little and I asked..really, what group? He replied "I was with the 1st and the 3rd back in the early seventies."
I'm really intriged now. This guy is wearing a old holster with a colt .45 and a ten gallon hat and probably one tooth in his head. So I'm already dobting this guy at this point.
I ask what ODA He shook his head and asked what? So... I asked again what ODA... he seemed really dumb founded and pulls up his shirt and says ...
I don't remember but I got out with this scar though.
I said goodbye to the freind I was talking to before he interupted with his bullshit and left him with his shirt still pulled up.
