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Updated on July 18, 2010


In the previously described caper about ketchup bottles you were introduced to my friend Skip Chaddock, and how his father Clyde heaved ketchup bottles through their screen door. Skip and I had another friend Dave Minor. In the summer of 1962 I was just 15 years old until my next birthday in September. I didn’t have a driver's license, but Skip and Dave were a year older than I was, and they had their drivers license. In the summer of 1962 we spent a lot of time going to movies at the Glen Dale drive in theater. We often hid other guys in the trunk of the car. We didn’t often get caught but we had a few close calls.

After the movie was over we had a ritual of riding up to South Wheeling to Green’s Doughnuts for a midnight snack. Green’s was an institution until just recently when they finally closed their doors due to recessionary times. In the summer of 1962 Green’s was going strong and they made great doughnuts. Even three blocks away you could smell the aroma of these freshly made doughnuts. On this particular Saturday night in June of 1962 we had gone to the Glen Dale drive in to see “The Magnificant Seven”. It was a great movie and very inspirational. We also worked up an appitite for Green’s doughnuts. Dave drove his father’s Ford Falcon up to Green’s and we bought two dozen of the delicious treats. There was one particular portion of W.Va Route 2 between Glen Dale and Wheeling the narrows. In the older days the narrows had lived up to their name, but by 1962 they were now a four lane road, but the falling rocks were hazzardous. We had no problems on the way to Greens.

The return trip was a different story. We neared the narrows and we saw a car swerving back and forth across all four lanes. We knew immediately we had to take caution there was a drunk driver ahead of us. Dave creeped up closer and closer. I noticed Skip grab something from the back seat where I was setting and roll his window down. Right then Dave made his move he whizzed around that drunk, and Skip leaned out that window pointing an electric drill at that drunk driver. I still can smell that burning rubber as the drunk locked his brakes. I’ll never forget the look of terror on that drunks face. He stopped that car on a dime.

The next day Dave, Skip and I were enjoying ourselves at Glen Dale Park playing basketball. We got tired out and walked down to Dave’s house. We stopped dead in our tracks there was a State Trooper’s car in front of Dave’s house. He was talking in the driveway with Dave’s dad Dale. We quietly sneaked up to hear what was going down. We heard the Trooper saying something about a chrome plated revolver. Dave said ”Aw shit.”, and walked up to the Trooper and told him about the drunk the evening before. He opened the Falcon’s door pulled out the drill and said “Right we were going to drill the idiot.” The Trooper laughed until the tears rolled off his cheeks and left us alone.


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      Tom Whitworth 7 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      50 Caliber,

      We did that when I was about 9 on Halloween to a guy on a motocycle. He almost crashed.

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      50 Caliber 7 years ago from Arizona

      Excellent! As a kid I remember playing in traffic with jokes after dark that sometimes backfired on us, like when a car was coming we'd run into the center of the road and hand off an imaginary rope and run back and lean like we were pulling it tight, cars would slam on their brakes howling tires in smoke trying to stop, then we'd run laughing disappearing into the night. Then the magic car came, it was a trooper who left his sense of humor at home and the rest is history.....

      Thanks for jarring memories loose in my old noggin.

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      Tom Whitworth 7 years ago from Moundsville, WV


      Skip, Dave , and I never had another run in with the State Troopers, but we did have our share with local mounties. In good fun only.

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      Tom Whitworth 7 years ago from Moundsville, WV


      We had a blast. I'm glad you enjoyed them. We had a lot of fun back in those days.

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      Artin2010 7 years ago from Northwestern Florida, Gulfcoast

      Good story Tom, I've had my share of suspense with State Bears too! Could tell some humdingers. Very good. enjoyed reading.

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      James A Watkins 7 years ago from Chicago

      Ah! Boys and their capers. I enjoyed reading about yours. Thanks for sharing.

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      Tom Whitworth 8 years ago from Moundsville, WV

      @Hannah Ministries, I think the next one may involve the FBI, then again I may save that one for later.

      @ehern The driver recognized Dale's car, and Dale had told the Trooper the guy was a cronic drunk.

      We live in the northern panhande of West Virginia about 72 miles south, south east of Pittsburgh,Pa.

      @Pamela I've got more to come. There's a great one about Skip and Dave in Viet Nam.

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      Pamela Oglesby 8 years ago from United States

      Funny story. Maybe sheer terror can sober you up! I love these stories so I hope you keep it up.

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      ehern33 8 years ago

      This is to funny. Not knowing the area you speak of, how in the heck did that officer know it was you guys? Did the drunk driver recognize you guys or the car? Can't wait for your next caper..

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      Hannah Ministries 8 years ago

      I'm waiting for the next one!

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      Tom Whitworth 8 years ago from Moundsville, WV


      I think the sight of that chrome plated revolver got his attention.

      The next installment involves our caper with the FBI.

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      Tom Whitworth 8 years ago from Moundsville, WV


      The Trooper thought he was. The occurance happened at 1:00AM, and the guy didn't report it until about 9:00AM. There was a wide spot in the birm where he slept it off.

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      breakfastpop 8 years ago

      Funny story and I agree with Robert, he drove like a drunk but had the memory of a sober man!

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      Putz Ballard 8 years ago

      Funny Tom,guess he wasn't really that drunk.