TEOTWAWKI wrote:He introduced me to an amazing gentleman in Bonifay
I got introduced to an amazing gentleman who lived in Bonifay too. Learned about him from his daughter who lived here in P'Cola. His name was Wallace Arnold.
He was a country jukebox operator. But he didn't have jukeboxes I wanted.
What he did have was one of the greatest finds of 1950's 78 rpm records I ever found.
I bought thousands of them. Picked them out of thousands more for 2 cents apiece.
Just for openers there were 7 Elvis Suns in the pile. Several of those still new and unplayed.
But it wasn't the Lord who was overseeing this. It was Satan himself.
I put the Elvis Suns on top in a box of records so that the weight of the records would not break them if they were on the bottom. That box of records was sitting on the floor beside a jukebox.
My partner accidentally bumped into the jukebox and when he did a jukebox motor which was lying on the jukebox keyboard fell off. Landed right smack dab on top of the box of records. Cracked most of the Elvis Suns which were sitting on the top.
He cussed me for putting the Elvis records on the top. I cussed him for knocking the motor off.
Satan won out that day. He cracked the records and caused me and my partner to have a bad falling out.
It's not only the Lord who works in mysterious ways. Satan does the same thing.