Update on Memories by…. Rick Pepper

Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008 | Storys Submitted | No Comments

Mike reminded me that I hadn’t shared more on the “Star Floors” story. IIRC Mike, Paul and myself stayed at my folks place the night before and were up until all hours filled with excitement (delusion) of seeing the real Star Wars characters at this flooring show. Then on the way back there was the stop at some bar/grill near Madison Lake (IIRC) where we played that baseball arcade game - like this photo…

Chuck jr. was there as well IIRC. Then there was the bowling game at the cabin that competed with the custom bunk-beds for that little room. Then there was the drawer of candy, ah yes..

The Winiarski's Bowling Alley - At the Cabin

http://marvin3m.com/baseball/dlx57.htm

http://www.arcade-museum.com/game_detail.php?game_id=12841

See Ricks fist memory post: http://www.paulkitwin.com/2008/09/20/special-memories-of-paul-rick-pepper/

Special Memories of Paul… Mike Koenigs

Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008 | Mike Koenigs, Storys Submitted | 1 Comment

Hi Paul,

I can hear your voice as clear today as the first time I met you in first grade. I liked you the minute I met you. Your easy laugh, creative mind, love of the uncommon, weird and willingness to care less about what anyone else thought.

Dang.

I remember clearly the “house of shag” - the Winiarski residence.

The drive to Minneapolis for “Star Floors” with your dad in the Winiarski van (interior of shag, I might add). Yes, that was 1977 or so. And if I remember correctly, there was Craig Rath, a Bessler or two, Rick Pepper, Paul Ziegler and perhaps someone else… Anyway, there were Star Wars characters there and we all loved them!

Always a man of strange interests (our in-common theme), conversations about conspiracy theories, UFOs, guns, bombs, anarchy, sci-fi, the strange, odd and uncommon always went into the late evening.

You’re always one who laughed at any stupid antic or joke. Especially if it involved nuns, Jesus, meat, pirates or general silliness of any sort. Especially religion.

The world needs more guys like you. I miss you terribly even though we didn’t see much of each other in the past few years.

I hope to hear a voice or laugh someday that reminds me of you.

Love,
Mike

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