Chapel Hill, Carrboro, & UNC Stuff

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Mrs. Young ran that main block laundromat when I was around. She had a son who would have been about 60-65 now, named Fred. He died just a few years ago. Had been working on campus for years. That's clearly not the person y'all are talking about but is that the same laundromat woman?
 
donbosco said:
Mrs. Young ran that main block laundromat when I was around. She had a son who would have been about 60-65 now, named Fred. He died just a few years ago. Had been working on campus for years. That's clearly not the person y'all are talking about but is that the same laundromat woman?
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I may be wrong that that was Jesus's mom? Maybe she was just kind to him as he wandered around
 
Now Cat Baby I remember
Donbosco-what you got on Kemp Nye
I remember the Duke rice Diet guys hanging out at his store-my memory stinks but famous overweight musicians
 
mpaer said:
Now Cat Baby I remember
Donbosco-what you got on Kemp Nye
I remember the Duke rice Diet guys hanging out at his store-my memory stinks but famous overweight musicians
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I think that was KC of KC and the Sunshine Band for one, re: Rice Diet Guys.

Kemp Nye completely eluded me...I arrived in August of 1976. Of course he was famous going back into the '40s I believe.

Those Rice Diet folks used to come into The Hardback Cafe and break their regime fairly often. I once had a gig giving tennis lessons to a group from there. It paid very well but they simply gave out and gave up.

Cat Baby was certainly a BIG figure (and don't forget Cat Momma).

Speaking of arriving in August of '76 -- my dorm, Everett, hung out at Kirkpatrick's and coincidentally so too did my brother, 9 years older than me and a realtor in town at the time. Tim Kirkpatrick was open pretty early in the day and it was a popular place -- lots of 'characters' passed through...I remember a big, burly guy that people called Shike, and there was a skinny AFAM man called T-Bird. Thell from the bakery would come by and get very drunk about once a month. And next door Wheaties ran The Shack. That was the only time that my brother ever seemed to like me, and I met a lot of his friends -- "older folks" in their late 20s, older women too. Speaking of...turns out that the only reason that he acted like he liked me was that I knew the co-eds and he wanted to meet them.
 
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