Wow. Small world. I didn’t think anyone but me had ever heard of the Waldco Brothers. The 3 on the left are A.J., Burly, and Stanley Waldco. Not sure who the banjo picker is on the far right; I guess he could be Smiley Schwartz [but I’m really not sure who he is]. This picture was taken about 15 years ago when they would play county fairs and stuff in Southwest Missouri, Western Arkansas and Eastern Oklahoma. I think this was in Joplin, Missouri. I haven’t thought of those guys in years. I don’t know what happened to them. The last I heard is that A.J. [far left] “discovered God & donuts & became myopic.” [That’s how one of his disgruntled fans referred to him after A.J.'s brothers forced A.J. out of the group, but I find that description to be very demeaning]. They used to sound a lot like some cowboy group [Sons of the Pioneers, maybe ???]
Nah. Those Alpine Yodeling-Samba Fusion beerstuds are down in the basement. Which, imho, is exactly where they belong. Bloody trolls. It used to be that every thread, no matter what the original subject, would degenerate into some flaming Alpine Yodeling-Samba Fusion nastiness within about three posts. :roll: Best place forum I reckon!
Don’t rush it my friend. I know you have had more than your share of difficulties for one so young, but still, you are working through them and seem to headed towards achieving great things.
I’m betting that you have a good trip heading towards fifty, and it will come soon enough. Keep trying to see the good as you travel along the way.
I’m not familiar with that festival. It’s possible, I suppose, that Burly and Stanley stayed on the circuit after A.J. left. The boys sort of fizzled off my radar screen after that. I know that Bob Barker, originally from Springfield, Missouri, was a huge fan at one time.
Barring crushing mental illness or extreme emotional distress, probably, peace of mind is something you do moreso than passively await the experience. It’s like love, that way. Like Denny said, practice may help. 50 hit me almost by surprise, it seems (where DID the time go?), and I know some people my age who are as muddled and peace-less as they ever were. They usually set themselves up for it.
Well, stop it. Peter Pan syndrome has served me well lo these many years, and I plan to keep ignoring the glaringly obvious. Denial can be a healthy thing, too, I think.
At 43, I can safely say that I feel just like I’m… er… 43. I think I have always felt like I was 43… even when I was 42. I really do not remember much beyond 41 however.
It’s a natural part of the aging process, even with non-drunkards. The short-term memory is the first to go. Joseph can probably remember every detail from when he was five years-old, but couldn’t tell you what he had for breakfast this morning.
I didn’t think anyone but me had ever heard of the Waldco Brothers. The 3 on the left are A.J., Burly, and Stanley Waldco. Not sure who the banjo picker is on the far right; I guess he could be Smiley Schwartz [but I’m really not sure who he is]. This picture was taken about 15 years ago when they would play county fairs and stuff in Southwest Missouri, Western Arkansas and Eastern Oklahoma. I think this was in Joplin, Missouri. I haven’t thought of those guys in years. I don’t know what happened to them. The last I heard is that A.J. [far left] “discovered God & donuts & became myopic.” [That’s how one of his disgruntled fans referred to him after A.J.'s brothers forced A.J. out of the group, but I find that description to be very demeaning]. They used to sound a lot like some cowboy group [Sons of the Pioneers, maybe ???]
