Originally posted by LateFan
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There’s nothing like an old timer. I cut my teeth running around Ballard as a pup. My dad’s shop was on the corner of 65th and 24th. Communities just aren’t the same these days. I could jump into the Viking Tavern at 11-12years old and grab a free pop on a hot summer day or kick bolts around Mike’s Texaco station and sit in the demolition derby cars. My dad was good friends with the owner of NIX wrecking yard and I could just wander around the yard and mess with stuff. The owner told me once, “ya know..... people like being yelled at. It makes them feel important”
I do not agree. lol
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