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<blockquote data-quote="ewheeley" data-source="post: 1493678" data-attributes="member: 10387"><p>It was a pretty interesting story...</p><p></p><p>The guy I was fishing with is a well known contractor in Northwest Arkansas. A couple years ago, the current district judge (at that time Rogers city judge) asked him a favor. The judge collects old British cars. Somehow, he got in contact with some guys up on the state line that had an old British project car for sale. At the time of the judge asking Pat, my friend, to go along and pull the trailer, that was all the Pat knew about it. A while into the drive though, the judge was acting pretty uncomfortable, so Pat finally got him to talk. He said that the guys selling the car wouldn't accept Federal Reserve notes, they'd only barter for silver bars. They were some kind of survivalists or something. When then showed up at the prearranged meeting point, 6 guys came out of the bushes and surrounded them. I guess to check them out, make sure they weren't law enforcement. Only then did a guy should up with the car. Anyway, they tried to make casual conversation with the guys, and I don't know where but at some point their hatred for lawyers and judges came into the conversation. They didn't know who the judge was, it was just coincidence, but it sure made him sweat. </p><p></p><p>Apparently, things went "smoothly" regardless of the pressure, but what Pat loved is that one of the guys bartered him a .410 shotgun for the 3 old tires and toilet seat in the back of his truck.</p><p></p><p>A while back, I was with a friend up in Washburn, Missouri, doing some backroading. Somewhere along the way, we got turned about a bit and came up on a high fence compound with a sign that said "Church of God: Keep Out."</p><p></p><p>Another totally unrelated story, but one that says a lot about southwest Missouri... Again in Washburn, we saw a skinhead, covered in swastika tattoos, getting into a Dodge Durango with "Every Knee Shall Bow" on the back. Strange part was that his kids and wife looked totally normal.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ewheeley, post: 1493678, member: 10387"] It was a pretty interesting story... The guy I was fishing with is a well known contractor in Northwest Arkansas. A couple years ago, the current district judge (at that time Rogers city judge) asked him a favor. The judge collects old British cars. Somehow, he got in contact with some guys up on the state line that had an old British project car for sale. At the time of the judge asking Pat, my friend, to go along and pull the trailer, that was all the Pat knew about it. A while into the drive though, the judge was acting pretty uncomfortable, so Pat finally got him to talk. He said that the guys selling the car wouldn't accept Federal Reserve notes, they'd only barter for silver bars. They were some kind of survivalists or something. When then showed up at the prearranged meeting point, 6 guys came out of the bushes and surrounded them. I guess to check them out, make sure they weren't law enforcement. Only then did a guy should up with the car. Anyway, they tried to make casual conversation with the guys, and I don't know where but at some point their hatred for lawyers and judges came into the conversation. They didn't know who the judge was, it was just coincidence, but it sure made him sweat. Apparently, things went "smoothly" regardless of the pressure, but what Pat loved is that one of the guys bartered him a .410 shotgun for the 3 old tires and toilet seat in the back of his truck. A while back, I was with a friend up in Washburn, Missouri, doing some backroading. Somewhere along the way, we got turned about a bit and came up on a high fence compound with a sign that said "Church of God: Keep Out." Another totally unrelated story, but one that says a lot about southwest Missouri... Again in Washburn, we saw a skinhead, covered in swastika tattoos, getting into a Dodge Durango with "Every Knee Shall Bow" on the back. Strange part was that his kids and wife looked totally normal. [/QUOTE]
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