Life is filled with diverting roads...

and I usually take the one less traveled.


Augusta, Georgia, USA
January 21
A chef by trade, but a human by birth. __________I am also a political junkie. I watch all the “talking head” cable programs religiously. Agreeing & disagreeing with the comments by the various pundits. Not shy about emailing my comments to them, either. I am a huge fan of Joan Walsh. She is one of the few that will stand her ground and discuss the issues, not just the 30 second sound bites. I am formerly from Ridgefield, CT


JULY 31, 2009 3:22PM

Open Call: My First

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 1. Who was your FIRST prom date?

          - Fredda

2. Who was your FIRST love and do you still talk with him/her? 

          - Teri Seago – haven’t seen her in 40+ years(but she did make my heart go 'pitter patter' @ 5 to 7 years old

3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink?

           - An extra dry Roy Rob, age 14, my aunt was teaching me how to drink since I was going to a lot of exhibitor cocktail parties after the horse shows.

4. What was your FIRST job?

           mucking stalls, age 7, got free riding lessons

5. What was your FIRST car?

           - 1963 Volkswagen Beetle, shared with my sister

6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?

          - N/A, I don’t text on my cell

7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?

           - my Dad, he is having Cataract surgery today

8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?

          - Mrs. Whittaker

9. When and where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?

          - 1956 to Charlotte, NC @ 2 years old

10. Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk?

          - Bobby McCoggins, have not seen him in 50 years

11. Where was your FIRST sleepover?

          - Cliff Poston’s house

12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?

          - the garbage man

13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?

          - my sister’s, 1975

14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?

          - Woke up & immediately poured a cup of coffee  

15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?

          - Jerry Butler: Ice Man Cometh, 1968

16. FIRST tattoo?

           - N/A

17. FIRST piercing?

           - N/A

18. FIRST foreign country you've been to?

          - Canada  

19. FIRST movie you remember seeing in the theater?

          - Three Stogies Stop! Look! and Laugh!(1961)

20. FIRST Detention you had?

          - freshman year, I got caught jumping out my homeroom window and going to Krispy Kremes’ for breakfast


Academy of Richmond County, Augusta, GA - Founded 1783

- jumped from the far left lower window


21. What was the FIRST state you lived in?

          - Georgia, Richmond County

22. If you had three wishes, what would the FIRST one be?

          - have a beer with President Obama on Air Force One

23. What is the FIRST thing you would learn if you had the chance?

          - learn to play the piano

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HA! Another piano playing wannabe!!

I'll bet we are legion on OS. :-D

*First thing today? Poured a cup of coffee*
Damn, I thought I had an automatic coffee maker when I got married. Then I discovered she drinks tea. ;-D
Bill... you are a funny man!
Interesting, George! Guess you aren't mucking much anymore...
playing the piano is easy... making music is the difficult part.
This is wonderful!
Pam - one never stops mucking stalls!

Mr. M - good point; maybe when I start I will be an 'old' prodigy at 85!

LadyM - thanks... I hope I get that call for that beer
Hope you dad does well.
A-H-P - Thanks … I spoke to him just a few minutes ago and he is doing great! He is looking forward to reading that ‘fineprint’ again.
Very, very cool. Rated, especially for the Krispy Kreme incident!
Owl... Thanks - it was not my first or last time, slipping out for a Krispy Kreme during homeroom - just the only time caught!
"learn to play the piano" Fascinating how many of us there are.
George, I have to ask: Isn't 14 a little young for a Rob Roy? It's pretty potent! And why did you feel compelled to jump out the window for a Krispy Kreme? Who made you do it?
BoomerB… it does seem like everyone wants to learn piano, but if there was one in my living room; would I really play it or use it as a place to showcase pictures.

Pam… That 1st Rob Roy did put some hair on my chest & maybe my throat, as will. As for someone telling to jump out the window – no, we took turns. Mr. Bearden was blind as a bat and after calling the roll, he usually dosed off – (Mr. B was on the Bataan Death March during WWII and could sleep deeply at the drop of a hat. He also was my algebra teacher & brilliant at math.)
The garbage man? sad... You need to find more interesting friends, ;0)
I'm sending along good thoughts for your dad.
Hairy chest, you say? Guess Mr. B must have woken up quickly when you tried to leap out the window. Maybe he got a whiff of Krispy Kremes!
M-ship…. thanks, Dad is doing great. As for my garbage friend; he is one of the nicest men I know and he always knocks to see if there is anything more. But I am always looking for more interesting friends like the ones I have found here on OS.

Pam… the Krispy Kreme shop was just down from the school and you got them straight off the conveyer belt still warm & wet from their ‘glaze-bath’. I am sure old “Mutt” (Mr. B) knew what was up; he just let boys be boys.
I loved this Open Call. I am enjoying learning about my friends here on the OS. I hope all goes well with your Dad.
Harp... my sentiments exactly. This 'open call' has initiated a lot of sharing and interesting facts about fellow OS'ers. And thanks for the good wished to Dad... he is doing great!
Krispy Kreme is SO worth detention!

You, George, are a man after my heart.
gracielou... it was worth it & after I went to the Krispy Kreme shop for good warm dripping glazed doughnut. People who have not had one from the conveyer belt haven't lived… they just melt with every bit!

Thanks for stopping by... I've missed your charming post.
Any connection between mucking stalls and your fascination with politics?

I hope your father's surgery goes well.
Sorry it took me so long to get to this.

Love those old school buildings. Yours looks in pretty good shape. Mine has been empty for 20 years, is too expensive to renovate, but can't be torn down because it is absolutely jammed with asbestos. So it just sits and decays. Sad.

I've had Krispy Kremes off the conveyor, and you're right--there's nothing better.

Mucking, I did that too. I had the pleasure of working for Seth Hancock one summer, and got the honor of mucking Secretariat's stall. And putting up hay. And eyeing one of the local workers who drove the tractor in a bikini top (female, of That helped me distract myself from the boredom of loading hay all day.

Enjoyed your post. It's good to know how others have lived.
"would I really play it or use it as a place to showcase pictures."

Funny. We have two pianos and not a soul in my family can play. Fortunately, one's an antique player piano and we just stick piano rolls into it and enjoy the sound.
T-O-M: definitely a connection, just messier! Thanks just spoke with Dad - heis doing great.

Stephen – there is a six degree separation between of worlds. Both Southern and love to tell a good story. Old Richmond Academy is a marvelous place and being on the National Registry – it gets great care & upkeep. ARC just graduated its 225th class.

Great experience there with the great Secretariat, even if it was the clean-up end; just working around those wonderful old champion runners would be a treat.

I, too, am loving reading all the ‘first’ post… it ties the OS community together.

BoomerB… that is what I have been told, so I am not going to run out & buy one… just keep wishing I could play one.
got here late but enjoyed reading this. you are a rider, chef, political junkie, dutiful son, wannabe pianist gentleman that appreciates his garbage man : a complete Raymond man as they say in India

it is an ad copy for the brand of suits called Raymond here, this is a man that is father,lover, worker, provider, producer, pal n dreamer all rolled into one nice balamced mix :)
Rolling… thanks for stopping by and the compliments. I am honored that you call me a “raymond’ man. My life has had many great moments & adventures.
ok that's 3 for the piano!

You probobly already know this---but just in case---Jerry Butler is now a local plitician!
CG... If I could get out of this place, I'd play a song like the piano man. But, whoa to forget about life for a while & sit at the bar and put bread in my jar... I'd play a song like the piano man.

No, I didn't know Jerry was in politics... some city council member in Chicago? Guess he lives by the words of his song - "Only the Strong Survives"

thanks for stopping by...