[DeTomaso] Glad my ears still work

[Dave Londry]

And one more...

About 1934 gasoline and gasoline engines were becoming more common in 
farm country.
One fine morning my uncle walked into the farm back-kitchen, opened the 
door to the main kitchen and was nearly knocked over by fumes.
My grandmother was stirring a pot on the woodstove, in which she was 
boiling some dirty overalls in gasoline.
The story goes that he took my grandmother out through the kitchen window,
 went back in and took the pot out through the window and they sat out 
in the lane while he shook
She said "I thought it would clean better".

didn't see it
dave

Larry - Ohio Time Corp wrote:
> Just to keep things rolling along...
>
> When we were kids (8ish) I was at my best friends house as his dad was
> working on the station wagon. "Ken bring me the gas can!" Ken ran over with
> a 1/2 filled 5 gal can and sat it right on the old top post battery. Sparks,
> smoke, new words to my ears... but that was all. His dad (now 90) sat down,
> had a beer and held his head.
>  
>
> Larry (likes a good story) - Cleveland
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> -----Original Message-----
> From: detomaso-bounces at realbig.com [mailto:detomaso-bounces at realbig.com] On
> Behalf Of Garth Rodericks
> Sent: Friday, February 20, 2009 12:43 PM
> To: detomaso at realbig.com
> Subject: [DeTomaso] Glad my ears still work
>
> No Pantera content, but while on the subject of gasoline stories...
>  
> When I was a boy I was at my grandparents house one day and my grandfather
> knocked 
> over an open jerry-can spilled almost a gallon of gas (but less I'm sure) in
> the middle of the 
> garage while trying to fill up his lawnmower. So how does he clean up?  Roll
> the 
> lawnmower out into the driveway to get it out of the way, grab a book of
> matches, light 
> one, and toss it into the middle of the puddle!  The initial ignition was
> quite impressive!  
> Remarkably, he didn't burn the house down or injure either of us in the
> process. We just 
> watched it burn as he told me how it beats wiping up the mess. D'oh!
>  
> When I was a teen I was working on a 61 Ford Falcon Ranchero - I was using
> an 
> acetelyne torch to remove a broken bolt from the front of the block when it
> ignited some 
> gas fumes in the intake or vicinity, which made a nice little explosion in
> my face and 
> knocked me on my arse a few feet back from the car. Scared the bejeezus
> outta me!
> Another D'oh! moment.
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