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War Story #15 New York City 1992, 3 Friends on a Road Trip, in my Blue 1982 Chevy Malibu Car, Queens, Chinatown, and Clogging Up The Traffic on the New Jersey Turnpike Going Back to Virginia. Drinking
Road Trip to NYC. Pounding St. Ides on a Rooftop in Queens. Clogging the major artery that is the New Jersey Turnpike with a 1982 Chevy Malibu (Blue). Plus: The Mechanic From Hell. A True Story. (c) 2025 New York, New York. Copyright Patrick Tyrrell and RockNrollConcerts.com The High School Year was over. School had lit out for the summer at the Washington D.C. high school I attended, and at all of the Virginia area schools where my friends went. One of my friends, Holmes, a
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FREE: Shenandoah Valley to the Ups and Downs of The Blue Ridge Mounts of Virginia, "I got Nothin' But Love for Ya'alls!" A book of poems and poetry by me, Patrick Tyrrell (C) 2025 All Rights Reserved.
The poem of the Great Chicago Illinois Butterfield brunch restaurant. It was rumored that I. Patrick Tyrell was a chief instigator of at lea
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Oct 182 min read
War Story #14 Ghosts @ Maryland Potomac, Summer, 2025 and Whatnot. War Story #14 -- Danger, Craziness -- and WTF. How I, Patrick Tyrrell Survived, and Got info about Human Bones back to the U.S. Army.
the guy was wearing a "Super Mario's" back and red sweatsuit a few weeks earlier as I gave him the slip, if you know what I mean,
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Sep 19 min read
Peace Story #1. Meeting "The Wailing Wailers" in Redwood City, California in 1996, in Northern California, Amongst the Redwoods, and the "Gangster's Paradise" Weather and Temperature of the CA Climate
Yeah, well, I got a ride back to Arcata with the people who gave a ride to my friend who ditched me on the way down, and I lived at their house for two more months uninvited, pretty cool right?
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May 94 min read
War Story #8 McLean VA 'Shoulder Tapping' for Beer on a Weeknight, with J.J., Chasing Down Some Rednecks in a 1970 Orange Ford Mustang Who tried To Steal Our Beer, & Taking our Beer Back at the C.I.A.
Crazy Horse was phenomenal as a cold beer by the way. The colder you drank Crazy Horse, the better it tasted, better than any other beer -- malt liquor -- or otherwise. As the temperature dropped on its contents, Crazy Horse became the elixir of the gods, or perhaps of The Great Spirit. It tasted so good, but that's just me.
Anyway, they don't sell Crazy Horse '40s' anymore, and they never did sell them in McLean at the 7-11s which was where my friends and I 'shouldertapped
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