Hidden Blessings and answered prayers

The nyte fright is over and a new dawn is coming. Too bad a few that bailed will not be part of it, but it was their choice.

As Sunday rolls in for a landing for another week during the month the club usually is celebrating is founding, I find myself thinking, yes we were born in Hagerman, but it might be more properly said we were really founded a year later in Utah.

Since it was a long meeting with good food at Warren's Burgers in Roy Utah, with some of the original members of what had been known up to then as the Street Commanders Club. Shortly after the death of my Mom in 1983, I knew the days of my existence in the Tragic Valley, even then were numbered. I fought and felt I was getting ripped a new one, but perhaps good old Skip was more intelligent than I gave him credit for. In the summer of 1984, General Lee, LexiBelle, myself and a few of the Wolf Pack moved to Boise.

Here’s the first example of how being in a location with more brains than fear makes a difference.

One evening while I was entertaining guests a big accident, occurred right in front of my trailer on west State Street, tuned into communications, the closest tow truck on standard call out list was near an hour away. I offered, mine. Did the tow of all of 100 feet, swept the glass a debris, and collected $100.00 for just under maybe an hour and a half worth of work. While my truck and service did not meet regular regs for towing in Ada County, after a bit of political work I was on what is called the Vicinity List, meaning when a cop is looking for the closest tow truck that one is called. Then in that area with bordering Eagle, Star and Middleton, I was it.

In essence it took maybe 6 months to get where I needed to be, versus the nearly 10 years here in the tragic valley.

The next example? Came in 1998. I had stupidly moved back into the old homestead just outside of Hagerman, the shop needed some fluff, so I drove up to Boise. In less than a week, I had the gals for our first pin up calendar, ads running on KYSS there in Boise and was looking at acquiring a bar there, at least the club was, me the shop just got the shot in the arm it needed.

I had been pitching the same campaign to just about every radio, TV, station in the Tragic Valley, and the Times News. No responses, no return phone calls nothing. But Boise jumped on board. It was in December of 1999 that I had enough and was looking at a change, but Boise was at the time out of my price range Real Estate wise. So I moved over to Buhl. Saw this gal that was half taco, and half something else working at Shorty’s Café there in Buhl. She proposed a fine place in Glenn's Ferry. I jumped on two levels, one it was only 60 some odd miles to Boise and virtually no other tow service for 40 miles either direction. So I moved.

After nearly 8 months of a snow storm that fried my Contour, and a place that had a real mice problem, I moved over to Jerome, and this was a turning point.

It was a fine warm morning in Jerome, I was just about to go to my weekly lunch at a local dive there, good food, the rest of the place needed some real work.

I had just finished watching Black Sheep Squadron on TV, which was a good fictional as it was, but of both Pappy’s original bunch and the one I was still serving in, when two of these old work horses of the 214 flew over head. I thought I was just dreaming , but there they were. Tuned into ATC, found where they were and decided to put off lunch a few minutes. Those few minutes changed into hours, and was the first block of a foundation that created at first the BlackSheep Flying Club, that became the BlackSheep Aviation Club, that two years after in Utah, became AyreWolf Aviation.

A friend of mine and I got into the idea of launching a NASCAR truck series team, for John Deere. Got the sponsorship set , but to train, and work required me to move to Utah. When I moved then , I had no intention of ever moving back to southern Idaho. But I was in Wyoming, we had another station on what is being the basics of HazzardAyre Network, needed some radio talent, so thought we’d do a look over at what Boise State , had for talent from a course they once had for media. Most of you all know the rest of the story.

Sunday, after wasting another week with people that will not take what’s going on with any sincerity , even Ashley decided that the gig wasn’t for her. Did she not read a few entries ago, that if she went out, and sold advertising for the network she could be making immediate MONEY? Guess not.

But it means that she was the final person, I’m even going to recruit here,. It is doing all the right things in the wrong place. It is battling against elements that are beyond my control or even able to reroute.

So I’ll repeat, unless your somebody really qualified with at least two years radio and or TV or both experience, or your military whether returning from service or retired for some time, unless you meet those requirements save us both time, DO NOT CONTACT or call us, because we only hire Veterans, or family members of Veterans.

Big day today, see ya’ll on radio Monday afternoon.

L8R Aviators,

Quote of the Day:
Fear is something to be moved through, not something to be turned from.
--Peter McWilliams

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