I'll see if I can dig one up online, but this was the 1970s so it's probably been forgotten in history. My mom has it framed in her house. I always wanted to throw it in the fireplace. If I manage to make it over there today I'll take a photo and post it here.
During high school one of the coaches got cancer and in a show of community support people put signs and **** along the main roadway (which happened to be right in front of the practice field).
The local newspaper wrote a piece on it and managed to snap a picture of the signs and **** while we were on the field and I had my arm digging through my pads so I could scratch my balls. I made the front page.
The local newspaper wrote a piece on it and managed to snap a picture of the signs and **** while we were on the field and I had my arm digging through my pads so I could scratch my balls. I made the front page.
Yes. My mom stepped between a stabbing victim and the assailant. He had stabbed her and broken off 2 knives inside of her and was going for a third when my mom got there. She managed to get the victim to safety and calm the assailant down (he had 3x the legal limit of alcohol and was hopped up on Valium and painkillers as well) until the police came to arrest him. She would not talk to the press so I did newspaper and TV interviews for her for well over a week.
Yes. My mom stepped between a stabbing victim and the assailant. He had stabbed her and broken off 2 knives inside of her and was going for a third when my mom got there. She managed to get the victim to safety and calm the assailant down (he had 3x the legal limit of alcohol and was hopped up on Valium and painkillers as well) until the police came to arrest him. She would not talk to the press so I did newspaper and TV interviews for her for well over a week.