cuinrearview
Handy dood
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- Apr 16, 2019
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- Dowling, MI

My ex's Dad grew up there. His dad was one of the originals that made Orangville what it was. When he died the graveside service involved the preacher saying a few words and then playing the banjo while a bottle of Kessler's was passed around. I helped clean out the house after, they came across a belt buckle with a blade that hid where the belts overlapped. The story was he took it from a fella in a fight one night at the Orangeville Tavern. The next night Harvey was in the lot outside and guy came up and asked for his knife back. He told him he wasn't going to return it just to have it used on him. The guy told him he was heading home for his shotgun and he'd be back. Harvey walked to his car and pulled a 12 gauge out of the trunk and said "go ahead, I've already got mine here".Put it this way Gunner I grew up within pissing distance of orangeville proper. Nuff said. It's a place that the cops were skeereded tew go on a friday/Saturday night. Not uncommon to have meth houses blow up there these days.