I do a lot of blogging as time allows, sometimes time is not on my side. I manage a number of blogs, many of them real estate related. Some are just places to rant and rave about whatever.
I usually use this space for good stories and real estate related posts, but I have a bone to pick.
If you are a regular reader of this site, you may remember my Fishing on the Marais des Cygne story with my grandson and my granddaughter. That was a beautiful Saturday, we spent paddling our little 'ol aluminum John boat down from the farm near the haymaker bridge to the water pumping station near Nyhart, MO.
The Grand kids had a ball watching the wildlife and attempting to help me navigate my way around the dead-fall without the aide of a motor.
Well, a few weeks ago some miscreant snuck onto my father in-laws place down there by the old Haymaker Bridge and made off with my boat.
So this summer, I will not be taking my grand kids on anymore memorable trips down the river. The children will be deprived the joy of a day on the water with Pop, because some worthless, tweaker, meth addict stole my boat. I didn't pay a lot of money for it, but it was mine and I hate a damned thief.
So if your son, meth-addicted boy friend or lazy-ass thieving husband has come home with a used V-Bottom aluminum boat, he stole it from me!
You can reach me at 816-807-1841. Or you can just have him return it to where he found it. But if I catch you on my land; I will put a slug in you!
It disappeared during deer season, which means he was probably out hunting in the Rich Hill or Virginia area when he decided to steal my boat.
I usually use this space for good stories and real estate related posts, but I have a bone to pick.
If you are a regular reader of this site, you may remember my Fishing on the Marais des Cygne story with my grandson and my granddaughter. That was a beautiful Saturday, we spent paddling our little 'ol aluminum John boat down from the farm near the haymaker bridge to the water pumping station near Nyhart, MO.
The Grand kids had a ball watching the wildlife and attempting to help me navigate my way around the dead-fall without the aide of a motor.
Well, a few weeks ago some miscreant snuck onto my father in-laws place down there by the old Haymaker Bridge and made off with my boat.
So this summer, I will not be taking my grand kids on anymore memorable trips down the river. The children will be deprived the joy of a day on the water with Pop, because some worthless, tweaker, meth addict stole my boat. I didn't pay a lot of money for it, but it was mine and I hate a damned thief.
So if your son, meth-addicted boy friend or lazy-ass thieving husband has come home with a used V-Bottom aluminum boat, he stole it from me!
You can reach me at 816-807-1841. Or you can just have him return it to where he found it. But if I catch you on my land; I will put a slug in you!
It disappeared during deer season, which means he was probably out hunting in the Rich Hill or Virginia area when he decided to steal my boat.
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