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[Threebean]

From Victoria, Texas - Best Obituary I have seen in quite a while!

A man named Howard Wayne Neal from the tiny town of Lolita near Victoria has one of the best obituaries of the year.

Neal, 74, died on Sept. 11 and the obituary placed in the Victoria Advocate last week evokes equal parts Ron Swanson and Charles Bukowski.


“Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer then he deserved,” the obit states in the first paragraph. “He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern.
 
“Wayne never met a man he didn't want to Indian leg wrestle, or play mercy with. Mainly because he was an ornery ole bastard,” it continues.

Neal was a contractor in life, “the best concrete contractor in all of Texas,” according to the obit. His wife Carolyn died before him (“mainly because she had enough of his shenanigans,” his obit says) and he survived by one son, plus another unnamed one. Wonder what the story is there.

“He had a passion for old cars, scotch, his construction company, scotch, travel, and oh yeah scotch. Did we mention scotch?” Neal’s obit declares.

Neal’s funeral service was on Sept. 17 at the Oaklawn Funeral Home Chapel in Edna.

One of Neal’s grandchildren is Christie Neal. The 35-year-old works for the family’s Lolita-based Mirage Industrial Group.

She remembers her grandfather for his eccentric ways and assures the Houston Chronicle that everything in the obit is true. It was written in part by one of his sons. She only wishes that it would have mentioned his fondness for arm wrestling at the bar.

“Everything in the obit is real. He was eccentric because he could be,” she says. After he retired he spent his time driving across the country taking in the sights.

For the record his favorite scotch was Chivas Regal.

honesty is always best. maybe I'll write my own.

Don't worry, we'll write it for you. And we'll be REALLY accurate.

And we will not leave out your trusty and faithful DAWG either!

No way, that guy's gonna take up 3/4 of the obit!

Space well used!

TWSS.  All of them.

[Threebean]

From Victoria, Texas - Best Obituary I have seen in quite a while!

A man named Howard Wayne Neal from the tiny town of Lolita near Victoria has one of the best obituaries of the year.

Neal, 74, died on Sept. 11 and the obituary placed in the Victoria Advocate last week evokes equal parts Ron Swanson and Charles Bukowski.


“Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer then he deserved,” the obit states in the first paragraph. “He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern.
 
“Wayne never met a man he didn't want to Indian leg wrestle, or play mercy with. Mainly because he was an ornery ole bastard,” it continues.

Neal was a contractor in life, “the best concrete contractor in all of Texas,” according to the obit. His wife Carolyn died before him (“mainly because she had enough of his shenanigans,” his obit says) and he survived by one son, plus another unnamed one. Wonder what the story is there.

“He had a passion for old cars, scotch, his construction company, scotch, travel, and oh yeah scotch. Did we mention scotch?” Neal’s obit declares.

Neal’s funeral service was on Sept. 17 at the Oaklawn Funeral Home Chapel in Edna.

One of Neal’s grandchildren is Christie Neal. The 35-year-old works for the family’s Lolita-based Mirage Industrial Group.

She remembers her grandfather for his eccentric ways and assures the Houston Chronicle that everything in the obit is true. It was written in part by one of his sons. She only wishes that it would have mentioned his fondness for arm wrestling at the bar.

“Everything in the obit is real. He was eccentric because he could be,” she says. After he retired he spent his time driving across the country taking in the sights.

For the record his favorite scotch was Chivas Regal.

honesty is always best. maybe I'll write my own.

Don't worry, we'll write it for you. And we'll be REALLY accurate.

And we will not leave out your trusty and faithful DAWG either!

No way, that guy's gonna take up 3/4 of the obit!

Space well used!

TWSS

Once again, great minds.

[FloridaDean]

From Victoria, Texas - Best Obituary I have seen in quite a while!

A man named Howard Wayne Neal from the tiny town of Lolita near Victoria has one of the best obituaries of the year.

Neal, 74, died on Sept. 11 and the obituary placed in the Victoria Advocate last week evokes equal parts Ron Swanson and Charles Bukowski.


“Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer then he deserved,” the obit states in the first paragraph. “He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern.
 
“Wayne never met a man he didn't want to Indian leg wrestle, or play mercy with. Mainly because he was an ornery ole bastard,” it continues.

Neal was a contractor in life, “the best concrete contractor in all of Texas,” according to the obit. His wife Carolyn died before him (“mainly because she had enough of his shenanigans,” his obit says) and he survived by one son, plus another unnamed one. Wonder what the story is there.

“He had a passion for old cars, scotch, his construction company, scotch, travel, and oh yeah scotch. Did we mention scotch?” Neal’s obit declares.

Neal’s funeral service was on Sept. 17 at the Oaklawn Funeral Home Chapel in Edna.

One of Neal’s grandchildren is Christie Neal. The 35-year-old works for the family’s Lolita-based Mirage Industrial Group.

She remembers her grandfather for his eccentric ways and assures the Houston Chronicle that everything in the obit is true. It was written in part by one of his sons. She only wishes that it would have mentioned his fondness for arm wrestling at the bar.

“Everything in the obit is real. He was eccentric because he could be,” she says. After he retired he spent his time driving across the country taking in the sights.

For the record his favorite scotch was Chivas Regal.

honesty is always best. maybe I'll write my own.

Don't worry, we'll write it for you. And we'll be REALLY accurate.

that's what I'm afraid of.
arrghhh.

[South Carolina Redfish]

From Victoria, Texas - Best Obituary I have seen in quite a while!

A man named Howard Wayne Neal from the tiny town of Lolita near Victoria has one of the best obituaries of the year.

Neal, 74, died on Sept. 11 and the obituary placed in the Victoria Advocate last week evokes equal parts Ron Swanson and Charles Bukowski.


“Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer then he deserved,” the obit states in the first paragraph. “He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern.
 
“Wayne never met a man he didn't want to Indian leg wrestle, or play mercy with. Mainly because he was an ornery ole bastard,” it continues.

Neal was a contractor in life, “the best concrete contractor in all of Texas,” according to the obit. His wife Carolyn died before him (“mainly because she had enough of his shenanigans,” his obit says) and he survived by one son, plus another unnamed one. Wonder what the story is there.

“He had a passion for old cars, scotch, his construction company, scotch, travel, and oh yeah scotch. Did we mention scotch?” Neal’s obit declares.

Neal’s funeral service was on Sept. 17 at the Oaklawn Funeral Home Chapel in Edna.

One of Neal’s grandchildren is Christie Neal. The 35-year-old works for the family’s Lolita-based Mirage Industrial Group.

She remembers her grandfather for his eccentric ways and assures the Houston Chronicle that everything in the obit is true. It was written in part by one of his sons. She only wishes that it would have mentioned his fondness for arm wrestling at the bar.

“Everything in the obit is real. He was eccentric because he could be,” she says. After he retired he spent his time driving across the country taking in the sights.

For the record his favorite scotch was Chivas Regal.

honesty is always best. maybe I'll write my own.

Don't worry, we'll write it for you. And we'll be REALLY accurate.

that's what I'm afraid of.
arrghhh.

Oh, don't be afraid.  You will be very proud of your life story.

[FloridaDean]

From Victoria, Texas - Best Obituary I have seen in quite a while!

A man named Howard Wayne Neal from the tiny town of Lolita near Victoria has one of the best obituaries of the year.

Neal, 74, died on Sept. 11 and the obituary placed in the Victoria Advocate last week evokes equal parts Ron Swanson and Charles Bukowski.


“Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer then he deserved,” the obit states in the first paragraph. “He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern.
 
“Wayne never met a man he didn't want to Indian leg wrestle, or play mercy with. Mainly because he was an ornery ole bastard,” it continues.

Neal was a contractor in life, “the best concrete contractor in all of Texas,” according to the obit. His wife Carolyn died before him (“mainly because she had enough of his shenanigans,” his obit says) and he survived by one son, plus another unnamed one. Wonder what the story is there.

“He had a passion for old cars, scotch, his construction company, scotch, travel, and oh yeah scotch. Did we mention scotch?” Neal’s obit declares.

Neal’s funeral service was on Sept. 17 at the Oaklawn Funeral Home Chapel in Edna.

One of Neal’s grandchildren is Christie Neal. The 35-year-old works for the family’s Lolita-based Mirage Industrial Group.

She remembers her grandfather for his eccentric ways and assures the Houston Chronicle that everything in the obit is true. It was written in part by one of his sons. She only wishes that it would have mentioned his fondness for arm wrestling at the bar.

“Everything in the obit is real. He was eccentric because he could be,” she says. After he retired he spent his time driving across the country taking in the sights.

For the record his favorite scotch was Chivas Regal.

honesty is always best. maybe I'll write my own.

Don't worry, we'll write it for you. And we'll be REALLY accurate.

that's what I'm afraid of.
arrghhh.

Oh, don't be afraid.  You will be very proud of your life story.

I already am.

[LuvTooGolf]

Alright, time to head home, get started writing something out for Dean. Hazzuh!

[FloridaDean]

Alright, time to head home, get started writing something out for Dean. Hazzuh!

later Dave, and thanks, I hope.

[South Carolina Redfish]

This back to work is killing me, think I will go home early and kind of ease into this dreadful routine.

BBL from the patio -

[South Carolina Redfish]

Alright, time to head home, get started writing something out for Dean. Hazzuh!

later Dave, and thanks, I hope.

Later Dave, I will put together some DAWG notes to add.

[flip from jersey]

This back to work is killing me, think I will go home early and kind of ease into this dreadful routine.

BBL from the patio -

Leaving early sounds good, meant to open a bottle of vino yesterday,
ended up drinking iced tea instead.  Note to self, corkscrew is in the draw by the sink,
or use the rabbit contraption on top of the fridge.  pick wine from wine rack first, it might have
a screw top....

[flip from jersey]

Alright, time to head home, get started writing something out for Dean. Hazzuh!

later Dave, and thanks, I hope.

Later Dave, I will put together some DAWG notes to add.

don't forget to add, survived by, but not bested by deadbeats...
maestro of trailer park and new home construction, gazebos, a specialty...

[Threebean]

Alright, time to head home, get started writing something out for Dean. Hazzuh!

later Dave, and thanks, I hope.

Later Dave, I will put together some DAWG notes to add.

I suspect between the Daves and fishy we'll end up with multiple versions requiring reconciliation.  Or perhaps just publish them in one book with different accounts of the same story.  The Bible of Dean. 

[Threebean]

Obituary lull.

[South Carolina Redfish]

Home but way too damn hot for the patio, Sheesh - Fall?

99 degrees - Feels Like 109

[Threebean]

Home but way too damn hot for the patio, Sheesh - Fall?

99 degrees - Feels Like 109

Yeah, hopefully the last week of this schitt for the year. Enjoying an El Centruion with coffee in the cool, smoke exhausted confines of the office while filling out a laborious pre-qualification on-line form.  At least it's not a diversity webinar.