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Stories from Cold Springs
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Stubbs 2: Tailgates | Coons | Breakfasts
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Stubbs (Lucus) returns to the Stories from Cold Springs podcast with a collection of vibrant tales that transport listeners to the backroads and rural communities of a bygone era. His natural storytelling ability shines as he recounts adventures with remarkable detail, humor, and authentic southern charm.
Take a journey to Arkansas as Stubbs describes an unforgettable road trip, riding six hours on the tailgate of a 1965 Chevy pickup with a Corvette engine, all to purchase a prestigious Finley River Chief coon dog puppy. The colorful cast of characters they meet along the way, including some modern-day "Cheech and Chong" types at a coon dog gathering, paints a vivid picture of rural Americana in the late 1970s.
The tension ratchets up when Stubbs recounts camping on Blue Mountain and being awakened by mysterious motorcyclists in the dead of night. With no weapons and plenty of adrenaline, Stubbs prepared to defend himself with nothing but a battery-powered spotlight, leading to what he and his friends would forever call "the Crucifying Cruisers" incident.
Beyond the adventures, Stubbs offers cultural insights about traditions like coon hunting, explaining its practical origins in protecting corn crops and the sport that evolved around it. His description of climbing trees to shake raccoons out so dogs could chase them again reveals how these rural activities were often more about camaraderie and skill than hunting.
The conversation takes a thoughtful turn when "Doc" shares his own powerful childhood memory of his first hog-killing experience and the unforgettable breakfast that followed: fresh sausage, homemade biscuits, and cane syrup. (What we city folk call molasses.) This exchange highlights how food traditions created lasting bonds and memories in rural communities, with Stubbs extending a heartfelt invitation to experience modern-day cane syrup making.
These stories preserve a disappearing way of American life, one where adventure was found in everyday experiences, communities were tightly knit, and simple pleasures were deeply appreciated. Join us for this authentic celebration of rural storytelling and the characters who made these communities so memorable.
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Hello everyone and welcome to Stories from Cold Springs. This is a podcast where we examine storytelling and creativity. If you missed our last episode, be sure to go back and listen to it as well, because we have a visit again today from our friend from the last visit, because he has even more stories to tell. His name is Daniel Stubbs Lucas, and if you live around in our community where we live, then most people know him as Stubbs Stubbs. Welcome back. Well, thank you, sir, glad to be back. We talked about your life story last week and I found out a lot of things about you. I didn't know, most of them amusing. You left that day saying I didn't even get to a lot of things about you. I didn't know, most of them amusing. You left that day saying I didn't even get to a lot of stories I thought I would get to tell and I said that sounds great, we'll just have you back for another episode. So here he is, stubbs. The floor is yours.
Stubbs:Well, I'll tell you, I've done several of these and I've got to say, doc may be one of the best. What do you call yourself? You're not the moderator, you're the host, the host, the host.
Stubbs:Doc is one heck of a host. If you've never done a podcast, I would recommend coming here and do it with Doc. He's soft-spoken, knowledgeable. He will just put you at ease when he's sitting across the table looking at you in his little easy, soft-spoken way. So if you've never done a podcast, think that it would be hard. Get a hold of Doc. Doc can fix that for you. The couple of stories you tell before you get started and just the initial visit will just calm you down. You won't be nervous, because he's not nervous ever. This is one cool, calm, collective dude. So that helps a lot with the storytelling.
Stubbs:I don't know there's so many places to start. Gosh, gosh, lee, I mean I guess when you're poor I don't know you seem to do a lot. I don't know we did. We worked a lot. I don't know we did. We worked a lot, we played a lot.
Stubbs:I had told some of my childhood stories Another one that sticks out in my mind that I love to think about, I guess I was about 15 or 16, and our old buddy, gabe I don't mind calling his name, rest his soul, one of the best friends I've ever had. Gabe told us he took care of us boys. They was probably shoot. They was 10 or 12 of us boys, I think there was 24 in our community, boys within three years of age. There was about 10 or 12 of us that coon hunted religiously. Gabe was our leader. I mean, gabe had a truck and they would be 10 or 12 up in the cab with a little single-cab Dodge truck, International truck. I'm sorry, but anyway, back years ago this was in the early 80s, late 70s, somewhere along there. Finley River Chief that's the name of a coon dog. Well, finley River Chief, that was the bloodline to have. If you had a Finley River Chief puppy, you had something. Because one of our friends had had money, he had bought one of them, finley River dogs, and we never heard of buying a dog, but he had bought one. And so Gabe found some in Arkansas. So I went over to Gabe's. I went to Gabe's every day and I run over to Gabeabe's. I went to gabe's every day and, uh, run over to gabe's that evening after school. Yeah, we're leaving in a couple days, going to arkansas. I'd never been nowhere, nowhere, never past hattiesburg. And I said, yeah, who all going?
Stubbs:He told me I won't mention all the names there was three, three men going single, single cab, 1965, chevy short wheelbase with a Corvette motor in it. Don't leave out the Corvette motor, big part of that, but a 1965 Chevy short wheelbase with a Corvette motor. So we go in to pick up that puppy. I said is there any way I could go? Man, I would love. He said well, I mean you have to ride on the back. I said ain't no problem, all right, we didn't have a phone. We still didn't have a phone. Then I went to see my buddy Iroh. I went to see him. I said Johnson, we called him a bunch of names. So whatever name I use in the next five minutes, it all goes back to Iro Eads. They called him Cosmo, iro Johnson. A bunch of things Told him.
Stubbs:I said you ain't going to believe this Gabe and them is going after a Finley River puppy. He said can we go? I said they said we could ride on back. He said let's go. I said I'm ready. So we get there to load up. We get there. We get to Winter National, we ride. We get there, we get to Winter National, we ride down to Oak Grove. That's where we catch a ride.
Stubbs:We get there and it's pretty hilarious. He's putting an extra alternator and an extra starter. He's got maybe an extra battery, several little things that he puts in as we're loading the truck and we go to loading. And he's borrowed a camper shell, what we call a camper shell. It actually fit a long-wheelbase truck, so it hung over about a foot. Well, that gave us a pretty good shade, because when we got the truck loaded, honest to God and I wish you had a picture of it it was level with the top of the camper. The only place me and Johnson had to ride was the tailgate. Now, if that's a lie, I would die right now telling it.
Stubbs:So we struck out to Arkansas sitting on the tailgate of a 1965 Chevy pickup, short-wheel-based stepside, with a Corvette motor. Yonder we go, three grown men in the front, me and I rode on the tailgate. We take off. It's a good trip. It's, of course, a one-day trip. It ain't before five hours, no, I think it's about six hours, six or seven. Anyhow, we make it in one day.
Stubbs:We get up there. This is in my mind, I can't forget it. We're sitting there. We're sitting there and here pulls up a blue Chevrolet van, one with curtains in the windows. You know what I'm talking about Doc. Okay, it was smoke-filled just as hell. Cheech and Chong themselves pulled up. I'm telling you the God's truth. The window would let down a little bit and there was smoke coming out of it. There was three Back then ain't no long hair. People ain't hippies, no more. They was hippies, that is what we called them. They was three or four. Hippies got out of that truck that van Smoke bellowed out when they opened the door. True story. They come walking out with as fine a looking walker dog as you've ever seen in your life.
Stubbs:Now, it was the Little World Hunt that year before we went to meet the guy to get the puppy. We didn't go was the Little World Hunt that year before we went to to meet the guy to get the puppy. We didn't go to the Little World Hunt. And I don't know if they placed or not, but let me tell you Cheech and Chong did coon hunt one time in Arkansas. But we get there and we see that and you know there's dogs tied everywhere, there's people everywhere. We find the guy that was Unc doesn't give $500 for this puppy. He sent $250 by mail and paid $250. When we got there the father said when are we going to get the puppy. Well, that didn't work out. Well, I'm telling you now and it did happen. I won't go through the whole story, but we went to that man's house and when we went to that man's house we did get a Coon Dog puppy. Now I don't know if it was family bred or not, it was a Walker puppy. So we got our puppy puppy and by that time I don't remember getting run off, but we needed to leave. We didn't stay around. We got the puppy but it wasn't pretty and so we left. So we uh, go down there.
Stubbs:If y'all know anything about arkansas I've never been since there's a mountain called blue mountain. We turn off the highway and we head up blue mountain and when we get the top of blue mountain, the very tip top on the rights for a billion, was not a pavilion but bathroom, probably about 50, 40 yards off the road. They don't walk way going up to it. So when seen that there was a light in front of it, we turned the old truck in and drove right up to the door and that's where we pitched the tent, right in the door of the bathroom. Well, that night we cooked. We had all our cooking stuff. We had enough stuff on there. We could have went to five hotels and spent the night and the money we spent taking stuff. But we had coolers full of meat. We got all our cookers out and cooked up.
Stubbs:Boy, we said how good it was, went to sleep and I didn't think I ever went to sleep. We had a four-man tent and five men, so we was together. We're laying there and I could hear this distant hum I don't know, it was late and it got louder. It seemed like an hour. It wasn't.
Stubbs:We got home and the closer it got I could tell that it was motorcycles. Then I could tell it was a bunch of motorcycles. I said this may not be good. I hadn't done. Ask Gabe. I said, did you bring a pistol? He said I didn't. I'd never been nowhere in my life without a gun ever. So I already was nervous and away from home didn't have a gun. So anyway, as I got closer I could tell it was a motorcycle. They pulled up. We're 40 yards off the road when they turned their motorcycle lights up in there toward that bathroom. Of course it shined on that tent. I could see them lights and you could hear a girl or two laugh and you could hear somebody cuss and you know it was just them talking amongst themselves.
Stubbs:I said it is fixing to go down. You heard one or two motorcycles switch off. In just a minute you heard them crank back up Not even a minute later, dead, solid. There wasn't a motorcycle running, there wasn't no talking, there wasn't no laughing, there was nothing. It was deafening solid. That was so eerie to me Because I'd listened to them come for it seemed like an hour. I didn't even know what it was the first several minutes.
Stubbs:Well, I heard something outside so I ease over. We stacked in this thing like snow would. So I crawl over a couple. I unzip the tent a little and I see a pair of boots standing on the other side of the truck. I said oh gosh, here it is. We ain't got a gun. There's a hundred of them. There may be some listeners out there know what I'm talking about.
Stubbs:I had a nightlight that was a cone hot light, had a big orange belt, about two and a half inches wide. I eased over and I got that light, had a big battery on it. It was dang near like toting a car battery back then. It was was big and heavy, but I got that car, that battery not a car battery, but a light battery. I latched that belt and I got it in my hand and I said I'm going to get one of them. There ain't no doubt one of them is going down. So I unzipped the tent. I held the bottom and unzipped it and when I unzipped it Illered boys, they stealing all our stuff. And I come running out of the tent and when I run out, the one at the truck run behind the pavilion. Well, I did too. I come around, I was swinging that light battery. Come to find out it was one of the ones with us that were standing out there. Okay, he swears to this day, the only thing, the only reason he run is so he could get around behind that vermillion, so nobody could get behind him. But anyway, we got around there.
Stubbs:Ari Johnson woke up, walked out with no, no, what's going on out here? Well, me and Wayne's down there, both of us shaking, we are just jerking because we are adrenaline's out the top. They said what is wrong with you two? You don't know and you won't understand. Just go back to bed. But me and Wayne got to talking.
Stubbs:He was laying on the sidewalk when they turned up in there. He's a big boy. He stood up. He was laying out there. When he stood up they just turned their motorcycle, didn't read him. We didn't hear him, no more. They were going downhill. At that point they was coasting. So he said that they coasted out of out of here into him. But uh, that was uh. Me and wayne didn't sleep another wink that night. We named them the crucifying cruisers. Don't know, it was probably just a bunch of local guys riding motorcycles, don't know, but uh, anyhow, it was a heck of a night for me and one of my buddies. The rest of the other three never know. Nothing happened and still don't get nothing out of that story to this day. Slept through the whole thing. I said they made out like they slept. They were letting us fight the fight.
J Stephen Beam:Yeah, you know, your story brings to mind a question that some of our listeners may wonder about what is the purpose for coon hunting? What is your ultimate goal in coon?
Stubbs:hunting. Okay, I think the reason coon hunting started, I think the reason it started because the coons eat your corn. Well, your corn is in roasternails. Roasternails, of course, is when corn first gets ready and it's just material. That's when you put is in roachnears. Roachnears, of course, is when corn first gets ready and it just, it's just material. That's when you put it in the freezer, eat corn on the cob, or cut it off the cob, put it up and cream corn. The coon will tear a corn patch up.
Stubbs:Well, back in the day, back then, you didn't share any sweet corn with the coons. So everybody coon hunted I would say everybody, maybe not everybody, but there was enough coon hunters around the corn didn't get eat, I can assure you, when your roaster started getting ready, you'd call our buddy, judge or Jimmy, or there was a whole pile of us. There was a whole pile of us and the older, a whole pile of us and the older ones. And if the coons got in your corn one night and eat two or three years, the next night that coon wasn't going to get no more corn. But I would say that's the reason it started. Yeah, surely would.
J Stephen Beam:In order to chase those coons down, you needed a dog to help you. You did.
Stubbs:Oh, yeah, Well, I guess I don't know if you'd have had to, Made it a lot more fun anyhow. Yeah, Made it a lot more fun. And you wouldn't believe the trees that I've climbed many, many times and you can ask anybody that knows me I wasn't Marcel Leadbetter, but I could have been his twin brother. I climbed most any tree that a dog treed up and the goal was climb the tree, shake the coon out and have another race. Because a lot of times when you went coon hunting your dogs would strike the coon. Strike him, that means he gets on his trail, trail him up, tree him. That wasn't really exciting, but you'd always have two or three puppies.
Stubbs:You was always training dogs. When you get to the tree you'd climb up the tree, hold the old dogs back, shake the coon out and then the puppies would run him and oh, it would be like a deer race or a fox race. Oh, the dogs were excited because they was right after the coon and most of the time when we treated them again, we just left him, Just shined a light, made sure the dogs weren't lying. You had to see the coon. It didn't count if you treated and didn't see the coon, but you shined up and seen the coon and that made the night, you know.
J Stephen Beam:Just seeing the coon.
Stubbs:Just seeing the coon.
J Stephen Beam:You didn't have to kill the coon.
Stubbs:Yeah, you didn't have to kill the coon, you didn't have to kill him. We killed some in the roach near town. We did, but the rest of the year, honest to goodness, we very seldom shot them. Now we let them live so we could shake them out and run them again.
J Stephen Beam:Yeah, mm-hmm. When I was a boy, they used to have events that you can't have now because it's not politically correct. It's not politically correct. What about coon on the logs? You ever anticipate any of those? Yes, sir, yes sir, yes sir.
Stubbs:Back then they actually put a coon on a log.
J Stephen Beam:That's what I saw when I was a kid. Oh yeah, yes, sir.
Stubbs:And they had to have several coons. One didn't make it through the whole competition. But Well, I saw a couple of dogs not make it through the competition too. That's right. I seen one night I don't know if I want to tell this one or not. We'll edit it if it's too bad I guess we had went with one of our older buddies we all had older buddies and we had six or eight dogs and we got there and it was a stump, probably about six foot tall and I couldn't see over in the stump. I was just a kid, so the one that was grown it was in the truck. He looked over in the stump, seen a coon and he said I'm fixing to get that coon out of there.
Stubbs:There was just a little hole and back then, every man and I guess maybe it should be that way now, I don't know, but every man had a handkerchief in his pocket. You did not find a man that didn't have a handkerchief in this country. He pulled his handkerchief out, his beloved handkerchief, set it on fire and threw it over in there with that coon. When that coon come out. That night one dog died. He killed one, he bit him in the throat.
Stubbs:My brother's dog Highball was his name, I think that was a Jerry Clyer name, but Highball was a red bone my brother had. He died that night, got bit in the throat. He slid ears. They were actually. When we loaded the dogs up to come home that night there was blood dripping off the tailgate of the truck. When the dog bleeped and bleep and it was a little, probably 12 pound coon, some things can fight and uh, I don't remember that he burnt the coon but I guess he made him really mad. He threw that tanker in there on fire and he took it out on our coon dogs yeah, so that's your coon hunting story.
J Stephen Beam:That's a great coon hunting story. What else you got?
Stubbs:oh gosh, I don't know. Let me look here. I jotted down some things. I made it to arkansas, uh, the next, the next time I left the state, there was three of us, three or four of us went to, uh, fort walton beach one time. That was. That was a trip. Uh, we got there.
Stubbs:I was, I was 18 and I didn't own a pair of short britches. I didn't own a pair. I never put a pair on and my mama made me wear them when I was little. I can remember that, begging her please don't make me wear them, because that's what sissies wore short britches, you know, at that time. Well, we got down to Fort Walton Beach, florida, and we went in and we went in the store to buy a short bridge. There were four of us and my buddy, ari, was in there with us, ari Johnson, and we all kind of looked at the short bridge and we bought us a pair and when we got back to the room, they wasn't the one of us to get them past our knees. We bought them way too little, so we had to turn around and go right back.
Stubbs:A story there that's worth telling. I think we was out on the beach and there was this big guy, this really really, really big guy, really really, really drunk, sitting on the edge of the water there and he had his kids with him, and I'll never forget this. We had said something to sitting on the edge of the water there and he had his kids with him, and I'll never forget this. We had said something to him and we was talking, his kid come up and said that he wanted some money and he pulled out a wad of $100 bills like I had never in my life seen. He was sitting there in the water and all his money was wet and he just shucked off a couple hundred dollars and handed it to that kid, said here, go have a good time.
Stubbs:Anyhow, we sat there and talked a little bit and we got to talking about arm wrestling. Well, at the time I never had been beat many times arm wrestling. I was left-handed, and usually the way I started arm wrestling I said I can beat you left-handed Well. And usually the way I started our arm right, I said I can beat you left-handed well. I usually could. I'd plowed a mule and toted fertilizer my whole life. You know so, and especially with them, they're all hand. I won nearly every time I told this big guy I said all that money in your pocket.
Stubbs:I bet you a hundred dollars I can put you down arm wrestling and he just laughed. He said, son, you can't even. You don't even know what you're talking about. And I said yes, sir, I do. He said you see how drunk I am? I said I do. We'll wait until you sober up. He said no, there was a table sitting there on the beach. He said you kind of help me get to that table. I want to show you the difference in a man and a boy and a man and a boy. I said okay, now we're training. I said I'll show him something. I wish I'd have got his name. I wish I'd have remembered it. I would have been nothing. When he put his arm up there, I put out all I had and he just eased me down. When he got about an inch, he popped my hand on that. Come to find out he played the New England Patriots. I believe that's a football team.
J Stephen Beam:Yeah.
Stubbs:Okay, we didn't know what that big ring meant. He told us that was a Super Bowl ring and he said I'm a lineman for the New England Patriots and I think he had won other Super Bowls. He said you boys don't know me. No sir, no sir, I ain't never seen you before. But anyhow, we hung out with a New England patriot. Maybe he'll hear this podcast and maybe he'll remember and he'll be getting old now, because that was probably in 1980.
J Stephen Beam:Yeah 81.
Stubbs:And he was 30, probably he had a small kid playing football professional football, but he didn't had no trouble putting me down arm wrestling.
J Stephen Beam:Well, this may not be a good way to do a podcast like this, but I want to go back to your previous story, because I'm picturing you boys riding on a tailgate up there and back, so your legs were hanging down and dangling down and you were just holding on to that side chain. Yep, that's right.
Stubbs:It all worked pretty good until we got in that storm. We got in a storm. We got in a storm, we did, we did. We had something back there. I don't know if you've ever done it. You may have done it, doc. I had to kind of turn sideways because I was so short, because you always drug the toe of your shoe. We burned the toe of her shoe off sitting on the tailgate. We rode the tailgate everywhere. Well, me and I was back there. We had that little cover over our head because it was a long wheel base body, you know camper, and a short wheel base truck. But we got there and we were just motoring along just having the best time, cloudied up, so the sun wasn't on us, where everything was good, until it went to thundering and lightning and pouring rain.
Stubbs:It's as true as it gets. I seen the driver this morning and told him that we're going to share this with him. He told me don't say my name, don't say my name. I said y'all didn't even stop and check on us, they just kept driving and we got in. That old camper was full when we got in it, clawed up in the top. It got so bad that we had to get in there. The coon and the old puppy was sitting in there. We had to scoot him on up in there and we got our heads stuck up in that camper Because it was hailing, wind blowing terrible. But yeah, that almost got us. We almost got our kill in there, but you're talking about fine man. We seen Arkansas backwards both ways.
J Stephen Beam:Not many people can say they've done that. You asked me to tell a story that I told you before we came on the air. Stubbs and I grew up very similar to each other, but just in different parts of the state. We never knew each other until I don't know the last 25 years maybe. But I grew up much as he did and I rarely had meat to eat. So on a little farm we had corn and cotton and a lot of truck patches like he talked about last week and gardens and we had two hogs named Charlie and Virgie. Now Charlie and Virgie were named that because that was the name of the people my daddy got them from.
J Stephen Beam:So we raised them hogs and fed them hogs through the summertime and I did a lot of feeding. Although I was about five or six, of course they got to be kind of like pets to me. But then it got to be wintertime and on one of those cold winter mornings my daddy had his brother come over. They decided it was hog killing time. So my daddy goes out there with a little single shot .22 rifle that he borrowed from his brother. That made me sad and felt bad for the hog. He had a trailer, my daddy had his trailer in fact a little international farm, all cub tractor, a little trailer and they put those two old hogs on there and took them up to the house and cut the meat out. And I doubt if they really knew what they were doing not like a butcher would know. But they did the best they could. And after a while my mama came out there and they had a sausage grinder and they cut up some of that sausage-making meat, put it in there and my daddy started the grinder and got it going. Good, it was hand-cranked and my mother was able to crank the rest of it and when the sausage comes out, it comes out kind of like a little not squirt, but a spoolish looking thing and it just comes on out the bottom of the grinder, if you've never seen it. So she collected that in what we called a dish pan, one of those white pans with black around the edges, and she collected that and got the pan pretty full and then she disappeared into the
J Stephen Beam:house. I kept watching my daddy and my uncle do this butchering work. Now my brother, who's two years older than me, had already fled the scene because he just couldn't take it all of that stuff happening and he went in the house laid down or something, but he wasn't there. Pretty soon I started smelling the most wonderful aroma I'd ever smelled. A little while later she my mother came to the back door and said Stephen, come on in, have some breakfast. So I went in there my brother was in there, of course he didn't miss breakfast and she had fried up that sausage. She put some spices and whatever you put in sausage while they were grinding it up and added some stuff to it and she fried that up and made biscuits, big old
J Stephen Beam:biscuits. We had cane syrup. Back in those days you could also get sorghum syrup and that was quite common around. But I never liked that. My mother didn't like it either. If my mother didn't like it, we didn't have to have it. My mother didn't like it either. My mother didn't like it, we didn't have to have it. So there was a fellow down the road from us who made cane syrup and he put it in tin cans and take it to the little country store near us and they would sell it there for him. So we always had that. So we had those biscuits. We had the brand-new sausage it smelled so good A cane syrup and a little butter real butter, not margarine, it was butter and to this day I was about five years old and to this day that is the best meal I can ever remember
J Stephen Beam:having. So that's what it was like living back in those times. This was about 1955, 56. And our family and a lot of other families around us were still living in the Depression. A lot of people think the Great Depression ended after the war, world War II, and it did for a lot of people, but a lot of people, like in rural states, like us, were trapped in it because our families, our parents and our grandparents had lived it and that's how they still lived their lives, living very simply. And I'm sure Stubbs' family was the same way. So different way to live, but a good way to live. Looking back on it, that's the story of my favorite meal stubs.
Stubbs:Well, I'm going to help you out with that, doc. That is an awesome story. But I cook cane syrup every year. Now we don't kill hogs, but this year, if you'll ride over when we're cooking syrup, we got an old wood stove, I've got enough oak firewood split the last 10 years we'll cook some biscuits. We always cook some sausage, now fresh syrup. You come over there and now we don't.
Stubbs:We don't turn our meal, our cane meal. We, we turn it with a little tractor. We don't use the mule. You know, maybe use a mule one one time this year, just for old time's sakes. I've got the hole set up, I've got the furnace, the pan, I've got everything and we cook something about as good a molasses as you'll eat. Well, I say molasses, some people call it molasses, it's canned syrup. I want you to come over to eat with me and, sorrel, I want you to come over to eat with me and, uh, my biscuits. I probably ain't gonna, probably ain't gonna make it. Uh, probably won't even be a close second. But I might spark an old memory, you know, and uh, a lot of times, if you can do that for somebody, if you can just spark an old memory, especially when the time was calm. Uh, you know, it was just different. It was just different time, it was just different. It was so you just really didn't have nothing to be sad about. I mean, it was just good times.
J Stephen Beam:You're right. Well, another good episode, and I appreciate your time and your stories. Please join us for our next episode. I don't know if Stubbs is going to be back again. I know he's not out of stories, but we might have to give somebody else a chance. Please join us again. You can find our episodes that are free, by the way on Amazon and a lot of other places, so take a listen to them. I think you'll enjoy them. Thanks again for joining us. Thanks so much, tubbs. I really appreciate you doing this. Yes, sir, yes sir, I enjoyed it. I really did All right. Well, I wouldn't be surprised if we didn't have you back again in a few months. Let me know.
Stubbs:I'd be honored again. All right much. Let me know I'd be honored again.
