Posted by JetmamaDiDi  6/09/2016 11:43 am | #171 |
vmmmomof3girls wrote:
Nope, baby #2 was born on my 35th birthday. She was late and had to be induced.
I am going to guess that it is number 3, that you sing Alto is not the truth...Yes, I'm a soprano. What, no one is surprised that I have my ham radio license?
Guess you're up, CEK....good luck stumping us!! 
I absolutely love him, and he’s an incredible person. We have this friendship that I have no doubt in my mind is a life-long friendship. Getting a chance to know him away from training for Dancing With the Stars, I think we've gotten a chance to know each other in a different way, which of course just makes you closer. Meryl
We fell in love, but our way. Maks
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Posted by vmmmomof3girls 6/09/2016 12:42 pm | #172 |
My dad is a "ham" and taught us morse code at night when he was putting us to bed. When I got married, he and I commuted in opposite directions on the same highway, and he gave me a rig for my car (without a microphone) so I could listen to the hams talking about the traffic. I got bored just listening, so I got my license. I studied the question bank and passed the novice test. The code part isn't mandatory any more, but I was able to pass it! Then I went back and got a technical license, which is the one I needed to be able to talk on my dad's rig.
Great "ham" story, vmmm! Is there anything particular that requires that license anymore--or is it just a token to hang on the wall now?! All the truckers use their phones now, I assume. We used to have a CB radio in our previous van but we didn't use it much in the end because there was nothing to listen to anymore!! LOL
Oh, yes, people still use their ham radios. In our state it is illegal to use a phone while driving, but you can use a ham radio. Unfortunately, I had to take mine out because the frequency messed with my airbag sensors, somehow. Ham radios can also be used in emergencies, when cell towers aren't working. there are also ham radio contests. And, I think hams still work at events like races. Funny story, when I was young, we were on a family drive and were listening to communication about a bike race, and they couldn't find one of the racers. He happened to be my cousin. We were freaking out. If I recall correctly, he just went home after the race without telling anyone.
"There's good, there's great, and there's Meryl." --Len Goodman
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Posted by CEK40 6/09/2016 12:47 pm | #173 |
My dad is a "ham" and taught us morse code at night when he was putting us to bed. When I got married, he and I commuted in opposite directions on the same highway, and he gave me a rig for my car (without a microphone) so I could listen to the hams talking about the traffic. I got bored just listening, so I got my license. I studied the question bank and passed the novice test. The code part isn't mandatory any more, but I was able to pass it! Then I went back and got a technical license, which is the one I needed to be able to talk on my dad's rig.
Great story Vmmm...I tell you we are all full of surprises aren't we????
Ah, it is. It's the first day of autumn! A time for hot chocolatety mornings, and toasting marshmallow evenings, as best of all, leaping into *leaves*!
—Winnie the Pooh
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Posted by CEK40 6/09/2016 12:49 pm | #174 |
I am going to guess that it is number 3, that you sing Alto is not the truth...Yes, I'm a soprano. What, no one is surprised that I have my ham radio license?
Guess you're up, CEK....good luck stumping us!!
Ok here goes....
I have a motorcycle license
When I was born we lived on a dairy farm
My maternal grandmother was born in Liverpool, England
Ah, it is. It's the first day of autumn! A time for hot chocolatety mornings, and toasting marshmallow evenings, as best of all, leaping into *leaves*!
—Winnie the Pooh
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Posted by gabriele 6/09/2016 1:34 pm | #175 |
Yes, I'm a soprano. What, no one is surprised that I have my ham radio license?
Guess you're up, CEK....good luck stumping us!!Ok here goes....
I have a motorcycle license
When I was born we lived on a dairy farm
My maternal grandmother was born in Liverpool, England
Ok, I'll go with the dairy farm being the fib. 
'The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears' - Native American Proverb
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Posted by JetmamaDiDi 6/09/2016 1:59 pm | #176 |
Guess you're up, CEK....good luck stumping us!!Ok here goes....
I have a motorcycle license
When I was born we lived on a dairy farm
My maternal grandmother was born in Liverpool, England
Ok, I'll go with the dairy farm being the fib.
I will pick #1 as the fib, CEK.
I absolutely love him, and he’s an incredible person. We have this friendship that I have no doubt in my mind is a life-long friendship. Getting a chance to know him away from training for Dancing With the Stars, I think we've gotten a chance to know each other in a different way, which of course just makes you closer. Meryl
We fell in love, but our way. Maks
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Posted by JetmamaDiDi 6/09/2016 2:02 pm | #177 |
My dad is a "ham" and taught us morse code at night when he was putting us to bed. When I got married, he and I commuted in opposite directions on the same highway, and he gave me a rig for my car (without a microphone) so I could listen to the hams talking about the traffic. I got bored just listening, so I got my license. I studied the question bank and passed the novice test. The code part isn't mandatory any more, but I was able to pass it! Then I went back and got a technical license, which is the one I needed to be able to talk on my dad's rig.
Great "ham" story, vmmm! Is there anything particular that requires that license anymore--or is it just a token to hang on the wall now?! All the truckers use their phones now, I assume. We used to have a CB radio in our previous van but we didn't use it much in the end because there was nothing to listen to anymore!! LOL
Oh, yes, people still use their ham radios. In our state it is illegal to use a phone while driving, but you can use a ham radio. Unfortunately, I had to take mine out because the frequency messed with my airbag sensors, somehow. Ham radios can also be used in emergencies, when cell towers aren't working. there are also ham radio contests. And, I think hams still work at events like races. Funny story, when I was young, we were on a family drive and were listening to communication about a bike race, and they couldn't find one of the racers. He happened to be my cousin. We were freaking out. If I recall correctly, he just went home after the race without telling anyone.
How interesting, vmmm!! It's also illegal in CA to use a phone while driving (doesn't mean people don't do it!). I didn't think about hams working at races and being used for emergencies, but it would make sense. So thanks in advance to those who have ham radios when everything goes dark!
Funny about your cousin! Glad he was ok, tho.
I absolutely love him, and he’s an incredible person. We have this friendship that I have no doubt in my mind is a life-long friendship. Getting a chance to know him away from training for Dancing With the Stars, I think we've gotten a chance to know each other in a different way, which of course just makes you closer. Meryl
We fell in love, but our way. Maks
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Posted by CEK40 6/09/2016 2:59 pm | #178 |
Guess you're up, CEK....good luck stumping us!!Ok here goes....
I have a motorcycle license
When I was born we lived on a dairy farm
My maternal grandmother was born in Liverpool, England
Ok, I'll go with the dairy farm being the fib.
No Gabriele...my daddy actually owned a dairy farm when I was born...that is the truth!!!
Ah, it is. It's the first day of autumn! A time for hot chocolatety mornings, and toasting marshmallow evenings, as best of all, leaping into *leaves*!
—Winnie the Pooh
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Posted by CEK40 6/09/2016 3:00 pm | #179 |
Ok here goes....
I have a motorcycle license
When I was born we lived on a dairy farm
My maternal grandmother was born in Liverpool, England
Ok, I'll go with the dairy farm being the fib.
I will pick #1 as the fib, CEK.
Congratulations Jet you are right...I do not have a motorcycle license and have only ridden on one once in my life...
So your go Jet!!!!
Ah, it is. It's the first day of autumn! A time for hot chocolatety mornings, and toasting marshmallow evenings, as best of all, leaping into *leaves*!
—Winnie the Pooh
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Posted by april6263 6/09/2016 7:38 pm | #180 |
My dad is a "ham" and taught us morse code at night when he was putting us to bed. When I got married, he and I commuted in opposite directions on the same highway, and he gave me a rig for my car (without a microphone) so I could listen to the hams talking about the traffic. I got bored just listening, so I got my license. I studied the question bank and passed the novice test. The code part isn't mandatory any more, but I was able to pass it! Then I went back and got a technical license, which is the one I needed to be able to talk on my dad's rig.
Great story Vmmm...I tell you we are all full of surprises aren't we????
love the story Vmm.....and ....LOL.....why do I now wanna say ......breaker-breaker-1-9...LOL.....that was the right lingo right????
