Thursday, June 25, 2009

rr hopes you understand I just had to go back to the island.

I'll miss you this weekend.

I now have such wonderful memories of us at the beach.

My favorite was us body boarding & you slipping off of your board & us swapping & you having a little success.

That memory sticks with me like a hair in a bisquit.

best,
rr


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7MoZuP3JBo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nr3ngrtdf2I&feature=related

Robert,
heard you on Finebaum yesterday.
You had a very good call.
Robert


If you wanna know how important Wilbur is to Northern Soul, watch http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwq-S2vTPM4&NR=1


BAMA'S '66 HOMECOMING!!!!





Muchas to B.Q. http://www.myspace.com/fiddledeedeeme
for the notice:

Sam Price Jones Jr.

Sam Price Jones Jr., a resident of Dothan, passed away on Monday, June 22, 2009, at his residence after an extended illness. He was 59.
Funeral services will be held at 2 p.m. on Thursday, June 25, 2009, at the Sunset Funeral Home Chapel with Dr. Jim Sanders officiating. Burial will follow in Memory Hill Cemetery with Robert Byrd directing.
Mr. Jones was born on May 2, 1950, and he resided in Dothan most of his life. He was a 1968 graduate of Dothan High School and he attended the University of Alabama. He was employed with United Distiller Asia for several years as regional director. Mr. Jones was a member of First United Methodist Church.
Survivors include special friends, Jean and Mike Dagostin of Dothan, Eura Thomas of Dothan; an uncle; several cousins, family and friends.
Robert Byrd of Sunset Funeral Home (334) 983-6604, is in charge of arrangements. For more information, visit www.sunsetmemorialpark.com. Sign the guest book at www.dothaneagle.com.

My latest eviction gave me a flashback to

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 26, 2006

HEY Y'ALL:
Whadupp wid CHEW!!!!

It sho' nuff happnin' in TusKEELoosee. We clowning on Shula mo' worser than Frangiphony!!!!
HTTP://FINEBAUM.COM

But, folkzizzz, it really BE worse than that because something really strange is now happening in property management in this town.

WHAT UP WID GOOD MONEY GOING AFTER BAD!

I am in my eighth year in the maintenance business here in Tuscaloosa County and I have never seen A BANK GET INTO PROPERTY MANAGEMENT!!!!

The reason these bankers [ hired last week at Sneaky Pete's in Midfield ]
are doing this is because the property is worth about 3 cents on the dollar and that's the point AT where I don't know what's going on.

FRAUD!!!! FRAUD!!!!! FRAUD!!!! CALL THE FBI!
USDIC!!!!

NOT!!!!

Yesterday I handled paper for eight evictions for a local bank.
My deputy sheriff and I set a record.
I had ZERO LABOR because I go up to the tenants the day before the eviction and I say something like:

"Ya know 9 A.M. tomorrow morning is gonna come mighty early and I need to know how many of your things you're gonna have left inside your house tomorrow so I'll be able to know how many guys I'll need to hire to toss your stuff to the street when I come with the sheriff in the morning. Make sure you take care of your goldfish tonight because when we put it on the curb tomorrow morning, we'll be in a REAL big hurry and we may not take good care of it. Do I need to get the deputy to call in the Animal Control Officer to take care of your other pets?"

That always gets their attention.

Well, day before yesterday I was out in Elrod on the front porch of #8 at METHAMPHETAMINE ESTATES TRAILER PARK and knocked and this little girl who used to be a waitress in Tuscaloosa came to the door and here I was out in BUMFUCK EGYPT SIPSEY VALLEY RIVER SWAMP AND IT WAS THE SECOND TIME I'D HAD TO EVICT THIS GIRL IN THE LAST THREE YEARS!!!!

So I'm into my spiel and I get to the part about "I need to know how much stuff will be here tomorrow so I'll know how many guys I'll need to pitch it to the curb!"

So she replies, "NO! I don't know.

& I say, "How come?"

She says, " My husband is an idiot."

Believe it or not, I really don't think I said anything else and let her be.

She got out by the time the deputy and I arrived the next morning.

Where I'm heading with this is simply this:

THE WORLD OF
THE GET RICH QUICK SCHEME
http://www.carleton-sheets.com/
CASHFLOW/RENTAL HOUSE/REFINANCE every fuckin' day/ NO MONEY DOWN

stuff

appears to be coming to a screaching halt!!!!

The SO-CALLED victims [BOGUS WANNABE LANDLORDS WHO CAN'T FIX THE AIR CONDITIONER!] are handing the bankers stacks of twenty deeds WHILE CRYING AND BEGGING not to be sued!

The boys have gone to the well for the last time.

Lots of good news to come....

Best,
RR http://myspace.com/paulbearbryant
http://robertoreg.blogspot.com
http://myspace.com/robertoreg

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Big Dave & THE Q~

Wanted you two cats
TO BE
da frist
to see dese.

best,
rr http://rockpilgrimage.blogspot.com


BERT!




Robert Register really enjoyed listening to the four hour tribute to Bert Bank on Finebaum's show this afternoon. We all gonna miss Mr. Bank. No telling what they are gonna find when they clean out his office @ TBC. He left a mountain of stuff on his desk.

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Roberto...we went through the office this morning and found some truly great pics. Bert with Bryant, Gov. Lurleen, and many others. We have them on display in the office for the next gew days.


David Brown
I had bought a copy of Ghost Soldiers and went by the WTBC office to ask him to sign my book. He gave me a copy of the book he had written and also visited with me for an hour or so. The surprising thing to me was he wanted to hear my "war" stories from Desert Storm more then he wanted to tell me his. He had a great respect for the medical corp and... Read More Army nurses of which I am proud to be a member of. He was a man of the "greatest" generation and I treasure getting the opportunity to shake his hand but you know I always got the feeling that it was mutual for him.

Sunday, June 21, 2009



I have enjoyed reading your blog and catching up with the people I grew up with.
Some ,I have the greatest respect for and a few ,I could take or leave -but mostly a veritable who's who of wonderful musicians.
Jay Scott


Hey Robert,


I saw the query about Travis Rozzell.

His first name when we were in the same class at Tuscaloosa High (1967) was Horace with Travis being a little used middle name.

By the time we started playing together in "Stache" in the mid to late '70's, he was going by Travis. Stache eventually morphed into "Highway" by the time we were the house band at the Holiday Inn in 1978-79.

Travis was a great all around musician. He sang and played lead. The first guitar that I remember him using was a Gibson Les Paul. It was the classic gold top, that showed green where the finish was worn. That guitar was stolen after a gig at a Troy State Frat house. He then got a custom Strat with Humbucking pickups.

We drifted apart after I left performing music during my music promotion days at the Chukker. Sadly the last time I saw Travis was at his benefit concert at the old train station. Travis died shortly there after from a brain tumor. I will dig up a few pics and send them to you.

Hopper


Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.


Love Song
A sonnet
courtesy of http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/106.html


In sixty years I've learned love can't be spoken,

The words that tell it drift deceptively

Like scent of roses heavy in the garden,

Avoiding questions bent on what might be.

You gone, an ocean and a continent between,

Something returns from everything we've seen

To spin a new creation that's been won

Against the pain and grief we've brooded on.



Something wild and strange is happening

As lives untangle, yielding freedom now

From tactical defense and bargaining.

Rather, let's sing again life's song, and so

A new world is begun, and we are part of it

With God - who spins the thread - and everyone.


Robert,

--Thanks for forwarding the info about Travis Rozzelle...
but I'm beginning to think that the uncanny parallel life may be a different Travis Rozzelle...

or there are even more strange things in the mix.

The Travis I knew was supposedly a blood relation to Earl Scruggs
(of Flatt & Scruggs country music fame)--Earl's nephew, to be exact, according to my friend Travis,
who was a lead guitar player and singer.

We met in Selma, Alabama, just shortly after Travis had gotten out
of the U. S. Air Force, in the late Sixties, in a cafe at the foot of the "Edmund Pettis" bridge,
which still had visible blood stains on it from the civil rights march from Selma to Montgomery.

Travis said he had changed his name from Scruggs to Rozzelle,
picking the Rozzelle name out of the air, with Coach Rozzelle as the source,
but with no connection to the coach.

He said he had changed his name when he went into the military to distance himself from his father, he described as an abusive alcoholic.

We played music together in Selma for a very short time,
in a band called "The Societies Future" (coined by Travis),
and then went down to the Mississippi Gulf Coast, and from there,
Travis went to California for a while, then came back to Mississippi,
and we were in a few other bands, with varying members--
playing a LOT of gigs on military bases and miscellaneous clubs in Mississippi,
Florida, Alabama, and Louisiana, over the next few years.

The last guitar I knew Travis to play was a
cherry red Gibson GS Standard solid body guitar,
with the traditional Humbucking pickups.
He liked Gibson Sidewinder strings, in those days.

At that time, he and his wife, Joanne, had one daughter and a son--the daughter by marriage,
and the son by the Grace of God...his child with Joanne.

He loved "Clarence Coldwater Revival" and "Jimini Henderi", as he called them,
as well as Pink Floyd and all the rest...

This info will probably not fit your man,
but you never know what this life unfolds--
there's a new surprise around every corner, it seems.

Thanks for your time!


--Charlie Moore



CM~

Dueling Travis Rozzellezzzzzzzzzzz!!!!

I'll find out where ours is buried and I hope you find yours!

best,
rr