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Comment by Uncle John on June 17, 2016 at 11:27am

Pretty good memories, Dave.

Comment by Dave Lynas on June 17, 2016 at 9:48am

Ya, dad called Iowa a dry state. He taught me to drive when I was 14 so I could take over driving when we went on our rambles. He kept a jug in the glove box which he called his heart medicine. We spent most every weekend cruising the back roads. He tried to give me the childhood he didn't have during the Great Depression. We had good times.

Comment by Uncle John on June 17, 2016 at 3:13am

Dave, I occasionally got to go to a bar with my dad too - and it was always a bit of treat.   Back in the 50s in Iowa the bars he went to were called beer joints and they were not allowed to serve hard liquor.

Comment by Dave Lynas on June 17, 2016 at 2:46am

It's one of my fondest childhood memories. Lots of the bars in the area had used gun cases or back rooms crammed with old guns. My dad would take me squirrel hunting along the Minnesota River bottom near Shakopee, Chaska, Carver area. We'd hunt the bluffs for squirrel and the bottoms for rabbit. He was a good dad but we did stop at the bars also. He liked his vodka.

Comment by Uncle John on June 17, 2016 at 12:06am

Sounds cool, Dave.  I have visited  B. Bill's home in Ogalala, Nebraska.

Comment by Dave Lynas on June 16, 2016 at 11:18pm

There was a wonderful restaurant, used gun shop and music machine museum in Shakopee MN when I was a kid. The owner's name was Buffalo Bill. It was called the stage coach. The music machines were fabulous. Whole brass band in one. They were coin op machines. Violins would play, horns even tubas would play. Some were huge. Like 7 ft. Tall and 10 ft. Long. A gun collection on the walls and a back room gun shop. My dad would take me there and he'd drink in the bar while I ran the machines and drooled over the guns. Old photos of gun slingers on the walls most of who were dead and propped up for the photo, coins in their eyes. I loved that shop. A real stagecoach outside and horses out back. Buffalo Bill dressed in leathers with fringes and a beard like the real Bill. To me he was The real deal. Thanks for bringing back the memories Rich.

Comment by Uncle John on June 16, 2016 at 12:09pm

I went to high school with Bill.  Good likeness.  We were both playing 3 strings back then.