Home Forums Hunting & Shooting Hunter's Campfire I'll try to put this as gently as possible....

It's reported that Mason said to Dixon, "We gotta draw the line somewhere!"

lol. Awesome, B.

Oh yah, for sure, eh?

As kids my family lived in Tokyo for a few years. I crack up remembering my mom going shopping locally. Try to imagine a woman with a strong Glaswegian accent trying to pull off a back and forth in *Japanese*. Pointing came in mighty handy, yessir.

You mean tonic, right?

And John M Dooley later built his feed mill and warehouse right square on it. When I worked there for his son Hyde in the 1940s, the mill-and-warehouse part of the one building was in Pennsylvania (Delta), and the office was in Maryland (Cardiff). The Mason-Dixon line ran across the steps that led from the warehouse down into the office.

How often can a fellow go from one state to another without leaving the building?

Sometimes Gus does that, Ken.

Best one I heard was a guy who worked for me getting directions to deliver a load of hay. Ian had came from Scotland 20 years earlier but still had a pretty fair accent. The hay buyer was a black hat Mennonite from Lancaster county and his Pa. Dutch accent was just as thick!

The Mason-Dixon line is about 25 miles south of where I am sitting right now. There's some rough hilly country down there, them boys earned their pay surveying it way back when.

Dale

Surveying is rarely easy, anywhere. The starting point for the Louisiana Purchase survey is in a swamp that is still filled with cottonmouths. miles

Some years ago I went to a social function of sorts at my wife's home town in Nebraska and was asked some simple question by one of the local ladies there to which I replied "No ma'am". She immediately turned to me and replied. You are not from around here are you? I then replied that her suspicion's were correct and I hailed from southern Oklahoma. Her response was "Oh that explains it." I took it as a compliment....

When Old Mrs Ames answered the doorbell, she was about to tell me that the room that she'd listed at the university's housing office was no longer available.

But when I addressed her as "Ma'am" (she told others later), she said to herself I've got to have this young man in my house.

So I got a private room with a double bed, bed linens, and maid service, the best extra room in that palatial house � held in reserve for special guests � all because of one right word.

"Don't know what somebody from Montana is......."

Hellsfire....all of their kin are German so they call mostly speak that afore they could speak 'Anglish'!!

you guys all talk with a funny accent....

The first thing that I learned in those few voice lessons before Mrs B ran-off with some other guy � was to enunciate words clearly enough to keep 'em properly separate � e g, "I dream of Annie" instead of "I dree ma Vannie."

Whenever someone talks so fast that their words all run together � especially soft-spoken gals with melted-marshmallow consonants � Icannottmakeheadortailofanythingthatthatpersonissayingespeciallyonthetelephoneortelevision.

Because of my tone island, "fifty" and "sixty" (likewise "fifteen" and "sixteen") both sound to me like "itty" (or "itteen").

When I try to explain the problem and ask specifically "Are you saying 'eff-eye-eff-ty' or 'ess-eye-ex-ty,'" they just say the same thing louder.

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And John M Dooley later built his feed mill and warehouse right square on it. When I worked there for his son Hyde in the 1940s, the mill-and-warehouse part of the one building was in Pennsylvania (Delta), and the office was in Maryland (Cardiff). The Mason-Dixon line ran across the steps that led from the warehouse down into the office.

How often can a fellow go from one state to another without leaving the building? [/quote]

Ken, there was a fellow whose house was on the Tennessee-Alabama line. He served in both state legislatures at different times. He established state residency by moving his bedroom from one end of the house to the other.