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  • #31
    As a teen, I once tinkered with the guts of my clock-radio (remember those?). My screwdriver touched something it shouldn’t have. Yeah, it was plugged in and running. There was a small flash, a “poof” sound, and a jolt to my fingers.
    I’ve been zapped a couple other times, nothing more than a wierd buzz to my skin. So I can imagine if Sparky feels it often enough it’s no big deal.

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    • #32
      Back in the day, I had one of those huge metal framed big bakelite knobbed TV's. It wasn't working right, so I'm reaching into the back while trying to watch the front. Next thing I know, I'm up against the opposite wall of the living room, peeling myself off the wall and my arm feels like it's totally asleep. I didn't regain use of my arm for 2 days. Threw the tv out of my second story apt. and it laid on the front lawn for a week before I finally removed it. Can you say capacitor??????

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      • #33
        Aww, a TV story. Long long ago when I was like 6 or 7 we were at my uncles house, the whole family. My grandparents are there, and my 3 cousins and my 2 sisters. The house was laid out so we could run circles, through the living room, into a dining room, down a hall past the bedrooms and back into the living room and all us kids are chasing each other around the loop.
        My uncle sitting in his recliner is cleaning his 22 auto pistol, dont recall the make, I was only 7, my dad is sitting in a chair and my grandpa. They are watching a western show on TV and on the loop I hear my Uncle say the next time the bad guy comes on he's gonna let him have it.

        Well long story short, he had finished wiping the gun down and reloaded (not sure why he kept it loaded) he wisely took out the mag to take out the bad guy but forgot that chamber..........well he nailed old Black Bart proper. The world stopped, kids all stopped in our tracks just as we were entering the living room.

        Now the good part. He hit the screen dead center, the picture kind of drained into the bullet hole like it was going down a drain. Then the screen went black. About 3 or 4 minutes later the picture came back out of the hole and returned to normal? They had to replace the glass of course but they watched that old TV for several years. I've seen old TV's out in the woods people shot and they look tough.

        That was the end of my uncles semi auto ownership days. Fortunately he waited a few years to get out of guns all together and I got a couple of them. A Winchester Model 70 243 and a Model 88 308. Cheap too. After his passing my cousin remarked about remembering those guns and I told him I remembered too, would he like to see them? He didn't know I bought them 20 years earlier. Ended up I sold both to him and his brother. Felt they were more entitled to them than I was.

        Remember to check that chamber boys and girls.
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        Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
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        • #34
          Ahh talk about getting zapped brings up memories of back in my auto tech days of CHARGING CONDENSERS by holding wire and putting metal end of wire into spark plug wire and starting engine. After doing this it would charge the condenser with about 30,000 volts. Next we would put it back in box and return to parts department and tell parts guy it was defective....of course parts guy would pull it out of box to inspect and get lit up when the metal can of condenser and end of wire were touched at same time! NO AMPS just volts with teeth. Would not cause damage just major jolt! Ahh the warm and fuzzy things guys would do for a laugh.
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          I am addicted to brake fluid...don't worry I can STOP at anytime!

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          • #35
            Originally posted by Bawanna View Post
            I've sawzalled lots of wires in my day. Fireworks but no shock, must not have been touching anything hot.

            What I hated most was when we had sparky's on site and I'd ask them if something was hot/energizer/electricutable and they'd wet their fingers and grab them, get zapped and say yup, that's hot......

            It's like they enjoys it or something.
            Dude, that's the right way to do it, if you know how to do it right and all you need is a yes or no answer.

            Had an electrician in once. He needed to tap a switch box for a 120V AC power source. Asked him if he was a real electrician or did he want me to turn off the breaker? Perfectly understood the question. We got along great.
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            • #36
              Originally posted by berettabone View Post
              Back in the day, I had one of those huge metal framed big bakelite knobbed TV's. It wasn't working right, so I'm reaching into the back while trying to watch the front. Next thing I know, I'm up against the opposite wall of the living room, peeling myself off the wall and my arm feels like it's totally asleep. I didn't regain use of my arm for 2 days. Threw the tv out of my second story apt. and it laid on the front lawn for a week before I finally removed it. Can you say capacitor??????
              Yep...dem are to be bare hands avoided. Even gloved hands, actually.
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              • #37
                Originally posted by Bawanna View Post
                Aww, a TV story. Long long ago when I was like 6 or 7 we were at my uncles house, the whole family. My grandparents are there, and my 3 cousins and my 2 sisters. The house was laid out so we could run circles, through the living room, into a dining room, down a hall past the bedrooms and back into the living room and all us kids are chasing each other around the loop.
                My uncle sitting in his recliner is cleaning his 22 auto pistol, dont recall the make, I was only 7, my dad is sitting in a chair and my grandpa. They are watching a western show on TV and on the loop I hear my Uncle say the next time the bad guy comes on he's gonna let him have it.



                Well long story short, he had finished wiping the gun down and reloaded (not sure why he kept it loaded) he wisely took out the mag to take out the bad guy but forgot that chamber..........well he nailed old Black Bart proper. The world stopped, kids all stopped in our tracks just as we were entering the living room.

                Now the good part. He hit the screen dead center, the picture kind of drained into the bullet hole like it was going down a drain. Then the screen went black. About 3 or 4 minutes later the picture came back out of the hole and returned to normal? They had to replace the glass of course but they watched that old TV for several years. I've seen old TV's out in the woods people shot and they look tough.

                That was the end of my uncles semi auto ownership days. Fortunately he waited a few years to get out of guns all together and I got a couple of them. A Winchester Model 70 243 and a Model 88 308. Cheap too. After his passing my cousin remarked about remembering those guns and I told him I remembered too, would he like to see them? He didn't know I bought them 20 years earlier. Ended up I sold both to him and his brother. Felt they were more entitled to them than I was.

                Remember to check that chamber boys and girls.
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                • #38
                  Originally posted by jeepster09 View Post
                  My dad's family all grew up in the St Joe and Balko area. A couple of years ago I went there and did some research and found a newspaper from 1852 that talked about their wagon train coming there with 12 wagons from Indiana. Small world.
                  Ah, Bolckow - on the east side of the 102 River. Been through there many times. Our family farm is located about 3 miles southeast of Bolckow on Rural Route 120 (I think that's how they designate those little roads)- about a mile & a half west of the Platte River. Last time I visited there with my Dad was in 1984.

                  My Dad (born on a farm near Stanberry - east of Maryville) grew up in Graham, about 8 or 10 miles west of the Maryville highway. Turned off the highway at Pumpkin Center to take the road west to Graham. Grandpa owned a gas station in Pumpkin Center back in the 1930s for a while, but let it go as his Graham garage was plenty to handle. One of my great aunts lived in Barnard, and a great uncle farmed near there.

                  I used to spend the summers with my grandparents in Graham during the '40s & '50s.

                  Small world.
                  A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition
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                  • #39
                    all this tv talk has made me tell one from about 1963 .... I think. We lived in the world of black and white (Dad didn't buy his first color tv til I was married and gone in 1973), and the old tube type tv was constantly in need of one or two tube changes..... so the back of the tv was about always off and leaned up against the wall. Anyhow, the night of "the" big prize fight between the up and comer Casius Clay and Joe Lewis (I think), Dad had us all ready having changed a couple of vacuum tubes, although there wasn't much he could do about the volume/tuner knob except give it a good bump when it decided to go on the fritz. We had the coolest, cast bronze, "horse clock" sitting on the top - you know, the one with the saddled horse statue standing on one side, and the six inch round clock on the other. I always did like that clock. I don't remember what round it was, but Casius was really turning the tide and the announcer was showing his excitement, when the tuner knob decided it was time to go on the fritz and fuss out the picture. Knowing there probably wasn't time to get outa the recliner, Dad two handed the pillow behind his head and carefully tossed it at the tv so as to give the tuner knob the little bump it needed to right the world. His aim wasn't exactly on that night .... slapped the horse clock off the top, it went over the back of the tv, then took out the back glass stem of the picture tube. The horse clock was gone, tv gone, and worst of all was Dad, big boxing fan, missed seeing the live broadcast of the fight of the century. I'll never forget his well controlled response .... after about 30 seconds of silence all he said was "Well, it' bed time". I'll guarantee, there was no argument from me.

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