There is an old adage that says home is where your heart is. There is an accompanying saying that says, Hazzard is not so much a place on Earth, but a place in the heart.
For me I discovered the love of Hazzard, and my own southern heritage, in 1978 shortly after Mom through many circumstances and me in the sweat shop of what was Valley Towing and Radiator, of Twin Falls got LexiBelle. Shortly there after Jimmy, myself, Ricky, Allen and Karl opened up Pat & Jims Speed and Custom Shop downtown Hagerman Idaho.
This went until mid 1981, in search of props for display of another hot rod an old Dodge Charger in need of love caught my eye.
He came home to Hagerman, was transformed into the General Lee, that no car, hot rod or cop car in the state could catch.
Shortly thereafter the men met at the Snake River Grill, then known as the Polish Palace, and in late 1982 the Hazzard County Knytes(Knights) was formed from the images of both the Dukes, and a hit movie at the time called the Hollywood Knights.
The club spun off one sibling in late 1999, for those who love old iron vintage big rig trucks. Then one year after the second sibling , that was co-sponsored by Jerry Sloan of the Utah Jazz , called the Deere Dazzlerz was brought to life. In 2001 the last sibling was brought to life as what is now the AyreWolvez.
I moved away back to Utah, wanted to stay out of Idaho, but in need again for on air talent remembering an old Vo-Tech broadcast essentials course at BSU, thought maybe they might have student interns to hire.
One of my associate producers, who was getting a divorce, and unbeknownst to me was running away from a nose candy charge, moved with me back to go nowhere Idaho.
In 2008, finding member numbers near the original site of the clubs creation to be low, the decision was made to rename the organization but too, keep part of our roots.
On TV was the Sons of Anarchy. Good to the community, but despised by those not in knowing.
A rework, and the Knytes-of-Anarchy was formed, and so it goes.
However, even though there are those who dislike bikers, hot rodders, rat rod truckers and so on, they don’t spit on us when we deliver toys from our toy runs, fund raiser for food banks and other charities, the spur in local bank accounts of food vendors and motels etc from our jamborees etc. Nope they don’t bite us then, but the rest of the year, its crap all over us.
If it we5re not the brotherly love I have with and for the members of this club and all, I would have shit canned this area a long time ago.
In the place of statements of being scammed, I will say this, neither I nor the club have ever, ever asked someone to do anything that they were not well paid for.
Do not judge that you know nothing really of. Sure my outwardly appearance is shabby, sure LexiBelle(named after Col. Boyington’s Corsair) LiL Lexi looks like and runs like shit.
I admit that, but since the time I moved from Utah, I have not had a place or time to fix my own rigs. Hell it was only three months ago, when I found a place that would suitably house Hazzard County Choppers, and Dixie Towing, not to mention KDXB and me.
Okay granted, the possible buy of KBAR which because of a few hardly dry behind the ears girls curtailed that. But that possible buy, pushed the radio bit a bit more than we were ready for.
So up went the ad on Craig’s List, which I ain’t doing again. Hell I can’t run the shop, go tow, fly, and still do radio to the degree that Two full powered FM’s and possible AM would require.
Example, waiting on the same little snot nosed girls to show Sunday, two calls came in for tows. Cost me $180.00. While that was bad enuff, still $180.00 is $180.00 that’s just start up costs. The $2.00 a mile to Twin Falls by one of those calls would have been a good hunk of change for me. As it was had to hand that call off to Charlie.
The fact that , while on air , when such a call comes in, means, I can’t just turn off the station and go tow. Especially with two full power FM’s and the potential AM. I needed in studio help.
The fact that at even 21 years old these three little immature girls couldn’t handle it, nor were Hazzard County style aptitude or attitude is not my problem. They bugged out, but to say I scammed them, bullshit.
If you add the fact that in 25 hours each day, I also need to somehow get some sleep, eat, occasionally go to the head(bathroom) and maybe shower and shave, you could say, if the Knytes and all don’t kill me it’d be a blessing.
So why do I serve the club? Simple, the club deals with club members over anyone or anything else. The club puts money in my pocket through building bikes and old skool rat rods and trucks, plus towing.
I don’t serve the club, the club takes their projects of rydes elsewhere. That means I loose money.
With making a mere $3,500.00 a month in Military pension and Social Security I need all the extra money I can make until that $850, million dollar suit between the Montgomery Foundation and the old Flying J people. Which means by next year sometime I sit with , well , $850,million . Which through the love of the club will be put in the club. We got an interest payment on that last month, but any how. That’s why I serve. But that $850,million can go to another state and help others as good as it can Idaho. I do not care, as my former affection for Idaho is chipping away every month.
Any mile, it comes down to this; I love Hazzard, Hazzard is a place in my heart, but I do not have to remain in Idaho, when multiple doors get slammed in my face.
Why the Knytes were renamed, next time, here on HazzardAyre.
L8R Ya’ll
Quote of the Day:
If you want to be miserable, think about yourself, about what you want, what you like, what respect people ought to pay you and what people think of you.
--Charles Kingsley
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