When I was about 14 or 15 years old, I had a summer job at a lumber yard/feed store in Arizona. One of the areas where I stacked lumber bordered forest (eastern/central AZ ponderosa pine forest, like this:One day, while stacking lumber, I saw, through the brush, a jacktabbit as big as a full-grown german shepard.
No one believed me then, and no one believes me now. But I grew up in that area, and I was used to judging size according to the surrounding visual references, to I don't think I was mistaken. I saw a jackrabbit the size of a large dog. I'm not sayin' it was the Easter Bunny, but it was what we called, at that time, one fuckin' huge-ass jackrabbit!
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You're right, I don't believe you had a job.
The jackrabbit, on the other hand, is very believable. I have heard of such large jackrabbits before. Besides, there are some really huge domesticated rabbits.
You're right, I don't believe you had a job."
LOL!
I had to save up to buy my first car - a '64 4-door Impala, big as an ocean liner, four shades of brown, with red shag carpet and a stolen cue ball for a shifter knob, all for $300!
A '64 4-door Impala, man what I would give for that now!
Depending on the year, $300 could have been a deal.
Let's see, that would be... 1976. What a way to celebrate the bicentennial, ay? By the way, when I got it home, the wiring shorted out and burned up, but the guy I bought it from was my friend's dad who owned a service station, so he fixed it for free. Yup, back then, they were still called "service stations", right? :) It was quite a great car for teenage dating, I must say...
Yes, they were still called service stations at that time. I was working part time at one in '76. That's also the year my eldest son was born. I think it was the year before that we sold the car that my wife(first one)had when we got married. It was a '65 Chevy. We had our first date in that car.
Personally, I loved the Olds 88 in the mid 50's. Drove it from northern Illinois to San Diego. That vehicle could move, I kid you not at all.
I don't suppose that it was the infamous Jackalope? I once had a picture of me riding a tame Jackalope at the swap meet in Phoenix. Now that was one big ass rabbit!
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