your parents claim to fame...
your parents claim to fame...
ok..my parents being from liverpool UK..got to see the Beatles live on more than one occassion..before they made it big..really...i just wished id have inherited a sighned t shirt or 2...also my dad was in a merchant seaman..who did trips around the world...and bringing back denim from America in the very earl 60s...was such a sought after commodity...he also had a scar on one side of his leg...that he told me and my sister was a shark bite..yeah right..turns out on his first trip to NEW YORK..Dived into the hudson river and ripped his leg open on NY..Debri...anyone else with parental storys of interest..?
Both of my parents are famous or well they have the same names as well-known people
my dad's name is Jesse Jackson (so is my older brother's) like the "Reverend"
my mom's name is Glenda Jackson - like the actress
Always thought if the "Reverend" was elected to some high position I might could use my birth certificate and say I'm his unclaimed love child and get some $$ from the National Enquirer - but that doesn't seem to be working out so well - therefore I'm keeping my day job!! bwah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
my dad's name is Jesse Jackson (so is my older brother's) like the "Reverend"
my mom's name is Glenda Jackson - like the actress
Always thought if the "Reverend" was elected to some high position I might could use my birth certificate and say I'm his unclaimed love child and get some $$ from the National Enquirer - but that doesn't seem to be working out so well - therefore I'm keeping my day job!! bwah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I posted somewhere in here about my dad getting expelled in high school for riding his motorcycle in the first story hallways.
One aunt was in a porno!
The aunt who raised me for a time ran away with the carnival at 17. She rode her motorcycle in one of those big balls.
Got me some fun genes, I do!
One aunt was in a porno!
The aunt who raised me for a time ran away with the carnival at 17. She rode her motorcycle in one of those big balls.
Got me some fun genes, I do!
My granddad, though pi$$-poor himself, had 2 sisters who both married oilmen back in the 40's. This is Texas you know, and both their oilmen became millionaires over night.
My Gramps was a "chicken rancher" when I knew him. One acre of land and 1 really L-O-N-G chicken house. I remember being 4 or 5 yo and the company would bring him the chicks to raise.
10,000 baby chicks in cardboard crates of 100 each, stacked to the ceiling, and front to back in an old school bus with the seats taken out. You could literally hear them coming from miles away. Peep, peep x 10,000. Ah, good times.
But I have an 8x10 b&w photo of one of my great-aunt millionaires standing on a dock in Acapulco next to her 1st place prize winning sail fish in 1958. She was a very successful deep sea fisher woman, and entered all kinds of fishing tournaments back before many women did that sort of thing! Pretty cool old broad.
One of "the oil men" had a stroke b4 I was born and couldn't talk or walk very good, he managed to live another 20 or so years, all he could do was grunt and would get frustrated and grunt "LOUD" sometimes. Reminded me of Frankenstein and used to scare the $hit out of me when I was little. He lost most of his money prior to the stroke, they said his poor business decisions were probably a symptom of his brain problems.
The other was semi bed ridden and had a huge belly, they said it was because he had an operation and "got up too quick". They had a really big mansion in Houston, I remember it being a squaller-ridden mess.
The fisher-woman spent the last 10 years of her life in bed, drunk when she could swing it. Pretty sure they were all drunks in retrospect.
Thanks and God bless us all,
Coyote
My Gramps was a "chicken rancher" when I knew him. One acre of land and 1 really L-O-N-G chicken house. I remember being 4 or 5 yo and the company would bring him the chicks to raise.
10,000 baby chicks in cardboard crates of 100 each, stacked to the ceiling, and front to back in an old school bus with the seats taken out. You could literally hear them coming from miles away. Peep, peep x 10,000. Ah, good times.
But I have an 8x10 b&w photo of one of my great-aunt millionaires standing on a dock in Acapulco next to her 1st place prize winning sail fish in 1958. She was a very successful deep sea fisher woman, and entered all kinds of fishing tournaments back before many women did that sort of thing! Pretty cool old broad.
One of "the oil men" had a stroke b4 I was born and couldn't talk or walk very good, he managed to live another 20 or so years, all he could do was grunt and would get frustrated and grunt "LOUD" sometimes. Reminded me of Frankenstein and used to scare the $hit out of me when I was little. He lost most of his money prior to the stroke, they said his poor business decisions were probably a symptom of his brain problems.
The other was semi bed ridden and had a huge belly, they said it was because he had an operation and "got up too quick". They had a really big mansion in Houston, I remember it being a squaller-ridden mess.
The fisher-woman spent the last 10 years of her life in bed, drunk when she could swing it. Pretty sure they were all drunks in retrospect.
Thanks and God bless us all,
Coyote
hey Ali..funny you should mention...porn star...my cousin was brought up morman style..did i spell that right...anyhow ne made a career as a sunday presenter tv....and all the family were so proud of him...then he hooks up with some American chick and starts presenting this late night U,S porn show...and his family almost disown him...he did move to new york too....best not mention any names....probably still famous..you might know him.. there..never hear much at all about him now...
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My Father was a rocket scientist.. for real. His team helped developed solid rocket propellant and designed the first shoulder launch surface to air heat seeking anti aircraft missile, (Redeye). When I was in 3rd grade he brought a 20 ft rocket to school on a trailer for show and tell. (Pulled behind the family station wagon. That must have been a funny sight driving down the highway with a rocket on a trailer). His work pioneered the development of solid rocket fuel and was a game changer in space exploration and defense. My Mom made the best fried chicken in the world and now I have the recipe.
Not sure this is fame--my great grandmother was a maid at the Tsar's Palace just before the revolution. She married my great grandfather had kids and moved to the US. Somewhere along the line it came out that they were Russian Jews who fled. They changed their name when they got to the states. After getting to the states my great grandfather abandoned the family and my great grandmother--who I hear had attitude to spare--raised the family. She apparently was legendary for riding the horse and cart into town at break neck speed causing people to get out of the way to avoid being run over! How unladylike
My grandfather (who was raised Lutheran) spoke yiddish. He said he picked it up when he was driving cab in Chicago. A boyfriend of mine met him once and told me--your gramps is a bit of a liar. I can now call my mom and tell her I am dating a nice Jewish girl (his mom was not fond of his decision to date me). My grandfather's brother was a mercenary who disappeared off the face of the earth (at least for his family) when my mom was about 7--no one ever heard from him again.
My Dad's side we found out was very odd--we always thought there were only 3 kids from my great grandparent's marriage, until my grandmother died and we found pictures and there were 14 kids in the picture and we found out it was a 2nd married--we have no idea who the rest of the family is.
My grandfather (who was raised Lutheran) spoke yiddish. He said he picked it up when he was driving cab in Chicago. A boyfriend of mine met him once and told me--your gramps is a bit of a liar. I can now call my mom and tell her I am dating a nice Jewish girl (his mom was not fond of his decision to date me). My grandfather's brother was a mercenary who disappeared off the face of the earth (at least for his family) when my mom was about 7--no one ever heard from him again.
My Dad's side we found out was very odd--we always thought there were only 3 kids from my great grandparent's marriage, until my grandmother died and we found pictures and there were 14 kids in the picture and we found out it was a 2nd married--we have no idea who the rest of the family is.
Very interesting...in fact wow Rocket scientist dad...cool chat up line that yin...
Well i hope to not be so annoying an get on with sober livin..as did a few days on the bottle...workin wit the hangovers from..Hell aint no way to live...back now to being quiet
an being sensible...and gettin back to livin on lifes terms and blinkin stayin with it..each additional pitfall into the abyss gets so much more painfull...best of luck to all..
Well i hope to not be so annoying an get on with sober livin..as did a few days on the bottle...workin wit the hangovers from..Hell aint no way to live...back now to being quiet
an being sensible...and gettin back to livin on lifes terms and blinkin stayin with it..each additional pitfall into the abyss gets so much more painfull...best of luck to all..
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