THE RUMMAGE AND ELLA B FULKS FILE

("You'll never be a man, George. You'll always be just a little boy.")


OH! MY JOLLY: A BARD(save) Mystery at Craven's Bay(save) The Journey to Chase Prairie(save) If You Don't Believe In Miracles(save)
Five Points -- Firetower Road(save) COLLISION OFF ROUTE-48 AT HARVEL(save) Georgia On My Mind:Fulks Version(save) CHIEF MUNCHANG AND THE WHITEMAN'S TREASURE(save)
I BEG THE QUEEN'S PARDON(save) Just Photos(save) Martha's Work(save) St. Simons Island, Lincoln Returns(save)
The Amazing Carb Kit II99(save) The Amazing Wormwood Board(save) HAVE YOU BEEN WITH MY DAUGHTER?(save) The Pinegar Relations(save)
The Dark Angel Episode(save) Nancy Emeline Mitchell Fulks(save) Route 2 -- Golden Pond Kentucky(save) One Act Skit(save)
AN INFINITE GRUDGE-Kentucky Battles Wisconsin(save) Part III, Just Photos(save) My greatgrandmother, Sara Elizabeth Depriest(save) Some Recent Photos-Florida 2010(save)
Trouble Around the Corner(save) WOODWITCH AND ASSORTED WRITINGS(save) The Ella Belle Abbott Segment(save) Historical Fulks Photos
KENTAHTEN:(save) A Visit From Obadiah Fulks, 1946 NOTABLE ACQUAINTANCES(save) Cheverolet Cavalier 2006-A Maintenance Diary
FOOTSTEPS OF THE 1950'S-FOLKSTON, GEORGIA PART II-JUST PHOTOS(save) John J. Harris Junior Highschool, Folkston EIGHTH GRADE, JOHN J. HARRIS JUNIOR HIGHSCHOOL, FOLKSTON, GEORGIA
JOHN J. HARRIS JUNIOR HIGHSCHOOL, SEVENTH GRADE WALTER MARTIN'S SUPER-CENTER COMPANY AT CAMP CORNELIA PLANTING AND HARVESTING ON MOSE HUBBARD
Meeting People Of Note CHARLTON COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL-PROMISES THE ODD ROOM JUST LEAVE THINGS ALONE
Photo At Tracy's Wedding History of Fulks in Harvel (Ex)(save) Some Kind Of Grudge OKEFENOKEE'S ENCHANTED TRAIL
PART II-OKEFENOKEE'S ENCHANTED TRAIL BRIDGE OVER SWEETGUM BRANCH AN ALIEN CROONS Bigfoot Legends-Links
Old Route 41A(save) I Married The Old Maid(save) Art's Miracle FLIGHT 2006-AN EXERT
Robert McCoy-A Personal Tribute My Life By Me Game Management-A Child's View An Okefenokee Adventure
When Elbert Lied Part I:Strangers From Amelia Island Part II:Strangers From Amelia Island Tora!Tim!Tora!
Sequel II-Tora!Tim!Tora! Ghost Of Silver Trail Sequel III-Tora!Tim!Tora! Photos Nobody Wanted_ Wanda's Cache
Sequel IV-Tora!Tim!Tora! Understanding Worm Holes II Understanding Worm Holes I The Mulligans Move On
The Mulligans Move On-Part II Arrival Of Number Fourteen-Sixty-Four Important Photos And Captions THE PEOPLE AND COINCIDENCE: FIVE POINTS RECALLED(save)
Danny's Obstacle Course Day With Ann An Interpreter's Dream A WHEAT FIELD IN MAINE
How To Bring Charley Back CHILD ON OMAHA BEACH Images The Shadow Of Paws Frogs
The Odum Peacock Reunion At Newby Cemetary-Sequel I Reunion At Newby Cemetary-Sequel II Reunion At Newby Cemetary- Sequel IIS
Reunion At Newby Cemetary III Reunion At Newby Cemetary IV Veronica People And Times Converged-The Fulks Chronicles
Sequel V-Tora!Tim!Tora Sequel V-Tora!Tim!Tora Snake And A Lake


Meeting People Of Note

George Harold Fulks/ January 16, 2011/Sunday

As my oldest daughter and her husband travel into the Gulf of Mexico toward Mexico, I'm serving as their sitter for two chow-chows. Quite pleased to be here alone, I suspect that I may harbor primal memories of some disaster occurring during the past as a crewman or passenger on some ship long ago. This time alone away from abuse is something I highly relish. As for the dogs, they miss their masters. Before the Daughter and Son-in-law return from their cruise, I'll miss them too.

My Einstein Machine transports me back nearly fifty years to November, 1964. While serving in The United States Army as a singer with a military entertainment group, fifteen of us were to fly from Colorado Springs to Los Angeles. From the airport, we'd be transported to Capitol Recording Studio in Hollywood, California. The Army, Navy, and Air Force were to supply musical background for a documentary with the NORAD Band.

My voice was not well trained, but during auditions, I had one thing going for me. I could sight read music. Half the members of our thirty-five member chorus couldn't. NORAD Band arrangers were excellent. They had composed a brand new score. Members of the choral group were required to sight read what had been composed. I, George Harold Fulks was chosen. Away we flew"!!

Singer Brenda Lee

Brenda Lee, Georgia's music singing sweetheart, was also recording that day. She was a sweet, humble, and gentle girl. Watching, listening, and enjoying her songs on radio, records, and television, my mother, father, and I had listened to her music and dreamed. Brenda Lee had been one of our favorites. Near the Okefenokee Swamp and later Western Kentucky and into Illinois- Brenda's music followed me everywhere. (As for my own ambitions, I'd dreamed of earning a livelihood as a trumpet player. Competition from thousands of others sharing that dream forbid it. Many trumpet players were better trained, more talented and determined. What kind of living would one make as a trumpeter?)

Another chorus member and I caught an elevator on our way to an upper story at The Capitol Recording Studio. Famous people such as Brenda Lee don't bite, scratch, hiss, or spit. They just enter the elevator and act just as other people. Ron and I were shocked and lacked confidence to act in a friendly manner. "Here I am with somebody famous," I thought: "What should I do'?

Actor John Lemon

For The NORAD Band and Chorus, our recording session required that we continue into well past darkness during that day at The Capitol Recording Studio. In casual attire came Actor John Lemon. John was an accomplished jazz pianist. Accompanied by a trumpeter and string bass, we were able to hear and observe his group as John played without music. His virtuosity at piano was truly impressive.

Meeting John Lemon was especially pleasurable for me. His performance in the movie entitled Days Of Wine And Roses required great talent as an actor. Never had I observed a more outstanding acting ability. John was really into the part he played.

Those folks lived in the proximity of Hollywood and Los Angeles. Several of us visited the area in Hollywood where many of Hollywood's stars are immortalized. Those truly caught our fantasies. Workers need to be entertained for reason that we experience stress resulting from our different occupations and daily conflicts.

Tennessee Ernie Ford

Never dreaming I'd be standing face-to-face and shaking hands with Ern was not a thing I'd expected to occur. Our choral group was booked to appear on television with Ern on his Thanksgiving Day program. That was during either 1963 or 64. Ernie Ford himself was someone natural and easy-going. Making us all feel right at home there in in his studio, we taped the television show in advance and faked our way through the real broadcast time. There were no errors for our television audience to view in that manner. I never once realized as a TV viewer that such a thing as that was done.

Ernie Ford's recording of "Sixteen Tons" was a song my mother, father, and I heard several times daily by radio. In a sense that song was a tribute to all working people of the Earth. Many of us could identify with its message. "Sixteen Tons" is a fantastic song, and Ern was a man worthy of note. I'll always remember him and our appearance on his television show. (My father and mother both watched and listened to us from their Western Kentucky home.)type/ videos: "My Old Kentucky Home" and hear The University Of Kentucky Band playing a moving rendition of that song

Today, January 17, 2011, Pete and Kristal are spending a day at leisure in a Mexican resort city. As I write with computer, their two chow-chows lie peacefully beside me. They're physic; often gazing out a sliding doorway toward that Mexican port city. Those on the cruise ship will be departing for Costa Rico tomorrow. Happy that I'm here protected from abuse.

Jayne Mansfield

We were at the Coconut Grove in Hollywood. Our choral group had been invited to entertain at Armed Forces Day during 1964. While there, we met Jayne Mansfield, Miss California, and several famous directors working in the movie industry. Getting an autograph from Jayne Mansfield, she was a lovely and impressive guest; someone we had admired as we had viewed the movies she had filmed.

Johnny Carson and "The Tonight Show"/NBC

Always an early riser- early to bed kind of person, I feel that it was the quiet and solitude of The Great Okefenokee Swamp and rural Western Kentucky that made me want to turn-in by 10:00 P.M. Nevertheless our choral group was booked to sing on Johnny Carson's "Tonight Show", and it was past my bedtime. Someone must read to me The Three Bears, or I never get to sleep. And a beautiful blond must hold my hand while she's reading it. There we were; bug-eyed and frightened by all those lights and noises and by the sophisticated set-up. The elevator leading to that area was scary. Personally, I felt a strong impulse to run away, but I didn't.

Then Ed McMahan stepped out andd shouted: "And here's Johnny!" Unbelievably, at that precise instance, the soldier standing directly in front me farted. It was not a whiff-in-poof; but suggestive of one that might have been made by a camel or moose. "Somebody farted!" I yelled, "and I know who it was!"

The End

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