Tips for the 4th week of June
Remembrance: The Battle for France lasted a whole 9 days before the German’s had them beaten. The combined British Expeditionary Force and the French Army were actually far stronger than the Germans on Paper. Their Generals and deployment totally failed their people. The French Government fled Paris and Headed to Bordeaux where I guess their contribution to the war effort was to toast their soldiers in the field. Of course one of the jokes I like best is why the French Army is not permitted inside Euro Disney. Seems the last time the French Army was there they surrendered to the Mouseketeers when all the lights of the Electric Light Parade were going off. I do understand that there are a bunch of extra used guns available for sale, only dropped once.

A tip to help lower level players in your clan. As you know I answer lots of questions for many people who contact me directly. One conversation gave me an idea. If you have lower level players, or players who have not done much in Bangkok yet, put out a general message to your clans. Find those people. Send them a couple hundred pirates and drug shipments. This will let them avoid building the pirate and drug businesses so they can save their precious baht for weapons that matter. Have them do just enough in each episode to get them up to saboteur and assassin episodes where the powerful drop weapons are located.

Trading. The gifters seem to be working again, but lotto values are still way down. I strongly advise you wait a couple weeks before trading any lottos. If you’re looking to finish the lotto collection it might be a good time to go to the lotto trust, and bid and get the remaining piece you need. I can’t guarantee that you won’t get a counterfeit one that may or may not work when you go to vault. The Lotto Trust, http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=172593356274&ref=ts

A great MW reference site provided by a member of the Las Vegas MW Clan. Please don’t kill her. Her article this week explains auto players. I’m sure it will be good reading. You need to understand what they are so you can recognize when you’re being hit by one. Note, using them can get you disabled or deleted by Zygna and Facebook.
http://www.mwlootlady.blogspot.com/

A nice set of do’s and don’t for those that play Mafia Wars, http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=196387572844&id=1822868924&ref=mf

Two places for godfathers and alliance officers to join.
The One, http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=174091393008&ref=share
ƱчŦ€Ď Clan Association, http://www.facebook.com/?page=3&sk=messages#!/group.php?gid=129782373710961&ref=nf

The story continues.
It’s the week of July 4. My uncle actually takes me into town along with my brother and cousins, gives us $10.00 each to go shopping for the fireworks we want to use for the 4th of July. It’s real nice to have some spending money of my own. Ok, I probably over did it but it was something I was not allowed to do in Cleveland, well had a lot of fun.
Got a lot of Blackcat firecrackers. Stopped by the drive-in restaurant and saw the owner I had spoken with what seemed like an eternity before. Told him thanks for his time before…he had not known it, and I had not known it at the time, but his taking time to make me feel special that first time had meant a lot to me. I got a Chocolate Malt and Cheese Burger with Fries and told him I wanted to pay full price for it this time. I also told him I spoke with my Uncle who said I could help out in the morning of the Faire later in the month for the ride ticket. He told me he would call the ranch and give me the detail a couple days before. And yes, it was one of the best Cheeseburgers I’ve ever had.
On the third of July my uncle had us killed a cow and had to bleed it, and carve it up(will not go into details but I do have a new respect for butchers.) Was a lot of work. He wanted to donate the meat for the 4th of July BBQ that started when the parade was done.

They started the morning with the 4th of July parade. My Aunt Betty drove me into town to the staging area. I had a super cool outfit. I had a simple leather like pull over top, with a leather skirt, leather moccasins with blue and red beads glued on, I had like a shoulder sling where the squirrel pelts that my uncle had caught were attached and hanging down along with a special holder for my throwing hatchet. I asked my uncle if instead of using the new hatchet he gave me if I could use his old wooden one for the parade. He told me to go ahead and get it and have fun. My brother and cousins were not interested in the parade so they stayed and took care of the farm giving the couple hired hands time to attend. I admit, it was a small town parade, a couple school marching bands, 12 floats on trailers pulled by pick up trucks, a local army color guard, a bunch of people riding horses, a few convertibles. I was introduced to the person who was in charge of the frontier float and they told me where and what they wanted me to do on the float. I became a magnet. Not sure if it was because I was the only new outsider there, or my uncles niece. I finally got to meet some kids my own age, which was very nice. I got a ton of compliments on my outfit. My only contact with kids my age had been with letters to my friends who went to camp. After the parade I went over to the BBQ area and helped with the cooking and serving. Was work but a lot of fun. We left around 1PM. My uncle had to get back to check the special horses back into the secure area from the waiting area. My Brother and cousins hooked up a skid to one of the tractors and my older cousin dragged the rest of us on the skid to the other side of the farm behind a small hill away from the animals. Realized later that animals hear the firecrackers from miles away and even shooting them off on the far side of the farm is hard on animals. But you could hear them going off all around us so it really did not matter. I de-stringed the firecrackers so I could throw them one at a time. Yes my mom would have chewed me out if she had seen me lighting the fuses in my hand with a punk and throwing them. Did find the firecrackers a bit hard on my ears after awhile. Found them a lot of fun using them on an ant hill. My uncle and a hired hand stayed and watched the farm in the evening and aunt Betty drove the rest of us in the pick up to the faire grounds to watch the fireworks in the evening. After that we went back to the farm and shot off our bottle rockets over the large lake near the main house. We made jokes that we had to defend ourselves from the mesquitos. The main house was just far enough away from the lake that you did not have many get up there. But down by it was like being attacked by squadrons, lol. The next morning I was up early doing chores, breakfast and then being on guard duty. Tired but was very happy.
The last horse that needed guarding left 3 days after the 4th. It would be just over 2 weeks before more would arrive for the faire. So we went back to our non guard operating schedule. I had also now finishing reading Men to Match my Mountains, by Irving Stone, two Time-Life books on WWII(one on North Africa and one on Italy) and was now working on The Winds of War, Michener’s the Source, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee, and a book called something like Zero—written by a Japanese who gave an interesting perspective and explained their war strategy. I think I worn out a Dictionary. It may not sound like much to you but I was not even 10 yet and these books were more of a challenge than throwing the hatchet. They were exciting books that read more like action novels. By the time I went back to school and the standardized testing my English and vocabulary skills had skyrocketed to grade level 12.

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