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Buzzard's Resume' and brief history.

My first real gig was for a cool old fart named Joe who owned the local gas station in Washington Manor, a small town in south west part of San Leandro, CA. Home turf of "The Manor" gang.  It was at that gas station on a early summer day in 1966 I met The Manor Maniac who saved my life more than once and became my tight BRO," Hippie Rider. "

I just moved from north east San Leandro, home turf of one of The Manor's rival's. My first day I thought was going to be the worst day of my life was to be my luckiest. HR and I hit it off from the start which made me some what accepted in town. I will never forget the first time he saved my life, at least from a world of hurt!!! If you rebound back some day you might get the low down about that and other times HR and I saved each others asses.

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