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MODERN RUINS OF A MUSEUM
by Mark Sliwa
As a kid, I loved to blow stuff up. Gunpowder bombs to destroy my plastic model car collection or a Polish cannon that could shoot a hundred yards. For those who may not remember, a Polish cannon was five or six Pepsi cans that had the ends cut out. Construction was possible as soda cans were made of metal with a reinforced steel ring at each end. All were duct-taped together to resemble a small bazooka.
The base can was left partially vented at the drinking end and had a pinhole punched in its bottom. Ammunition was a tennis ball and propellant was lighter fluid. To operate, we stuffed the ball down the tube with a stick, squirted fluid in the pinhole, lit a match to the hole, and boom! The kick felt like a 12 gauge shotgun as you watched the ball sail across the neighborhood. I had the most powerful one in the neighborhood until my mother captured it and proceeded to crush it with dad’s workbench vise.
It is no surprise then that a place called Forbes Road Gun Museum held great interest for me as an early teen. Located in Ligonier Township, Pennsylvania, at the top of Gravel Hill Road, it was a small brick two story Smithsonian of guns, some dating over 500 years. A field artillery cannon sat on the front lawn, commanding respect before one entered. The first floor served as a gunsmith shop and the second as the museum. An elderly man named Russell Payne was the owner and seemed to know (more…)
A Beanery Writers Group Homage to Bob Sanzi
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BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE
A BEANERY WRITERS GROUP HOMAGE TO BOB SANZI
Beanery Writers Group
I looked for your car when I arrived at the June 24, 2010, Beanery Writers Meeting.
I hadn’t heard…You were gone.
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Bob, you left too soon. Some of us needed to learn more from you. It’s hard to believe that you only joined us on June 12, 2010. At your last meeting, June 10, 2011, you were so excited about the new car Nancy bought and allowed you to drive to the meeting.
We all heard your gruff, commanding, voice, and experienced your unique bombastic manner, at the first Beanery Writers Group meetings you attended. Some of us questioned whether we could tolerate you. You were opinionated, certain you were right, and felt you had to talk and talk and talk to push your point, even after everyone had “gotten it.” You were so certain you were right.
Your identity was enmeshed in cars—you were quite animated and willing to share a multitude of car stories. After all, you were a car guy who even amused us by turning a prompt on the Kentucky Derby into a car piece. You didn’t seem to understand that (more…)