OT : Agnostics Need Not Read Jake's Truck Cowboy Poetry by Bill Jones Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence. The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense. As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go, The temperature had fallen, the wind and snow began to blow. When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart. From the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start. So Jake did what most of us would do if we had been there. He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer. As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck. They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck. Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roaming. But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it looked just like Wyoming ! Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter. (Now, this line ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter) So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three. Nobody was keeping' score -- in Heaven,,,,, time is free. 'I've always heard,' Jake said to Pete, 'that God will answer prayer, But one time I asked for help, well, he just plain wasn't there.' 'Does God answer prayers of some, and ignore the prayers of others? That don't seem exactly square -- I know all men are brothers.' 'Or does he randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason? Maybe, it's the time of day, the weather or the season.' Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel. And I was wondering', could you tell me -- what the heck's the deal?!' Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done, There were smiles of recognition, and he said, 'So, you're the one!!' 'That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a flying, You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us trying.' 'A thousand angels rushed, to check the status of your file, But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a long while.' 'And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota, He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in Minnesota .' If you don't belive that's O.K. but heed my advice about keeping the valves adjusted , timing & points gap sharp and carby mixture....
There you go~ That's too cool, Nate. Like everyone else here, I am so glad you made it through and are sharing your thoughts and advice with us again. You know we'll keep praying that your pain will ease up for you. Glad you're back, Master!
Nate, I haven't been on in a couple of weeks so it was a shock to see this thread. Glad you are back and hope that you continue to recover to full health. As with all of us here, we will keep you in our thoughts and prayers. Woody Allen once said, " I'm not afraid of dying. I just don't want to be there when it happens." Glad your back. Brian
Old Buzzard Had a row with the battle axe so havnt been talking for a few days (hell yeah) and we finally got chattin this morning as i was on here reading the posts (why the F**k dont they want to chat when your doing a potato impression on the couch? always when your busy!) and i went on to say that Nate had been hit by a cab at over 45mph while sittin on his bike at a red light and ended up in the front seat and listed the injuries and she said its a shame we are over here as ive spoken bout him to her before and it would have been good to go and pay my respects etc and i said Woah there! he aint dead!! She cannot believe you lived to tell the tale, totally gobsmacked! she got hit from behind by a car when in a Bmw 3 series in a similar situation but the other guy was only doing 30 and she was badly shaken up and had neck trouble for ages after, even broke her thumb of all things, and most of the guys i know who ride bikes cannot believe you got away with it, Nate, you are one luck sob, and i think you should devote the rest of your life to helping me get my truck finished as a way of thanking the big guy upstairs
Neil ' Gobsmacked ' is right and I can't belive I survied either . Too much pain again , wishing I was on a creeper changing someone's clutch instead , imagine I ever complained about working in greasy asbestos dust..... Tell yer missus I said thanx very much .
Not long With a bit of luck Nate you will be scrabbling about under motors again soon, at least its an option! Ken, you just cant help yourself can you
Might Be Awhile Yet But that's the plan If ever the shop begins spinning like the room periodically does now , I'll be killed by flying tools
