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philo
Trad climber
boulder, co.
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Oct 25, 2008 - 02:14pm PT
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OUCH! This hurts!
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Lynne Leichtfuss
Social climber
valley center, ca
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Oct 25, 2008 - 02:33pm PT
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Allie, So shocked last night I just couldn't process the news. Still having trouble comprehending the fact your Dad is no longer with us.
I just want to say how wonderful your Dad was to me. I am a newer member of this forum. Didn't even know about it until my husband died 10 months ago. An old friend of my husbands posted a memorial thread and I have been here ever since.
Your Dad emailed me and made me feel welcome here and gave this newbie pointers so I wouldn't make a bigger idiot of myself than I was already doing : ))
I was honored several times when your Dad made cartoons for me. What a great guy, a special man, You and Your Family are so Blessed to have him as a Dad, Granddad and Friend.
Pray the God of All Comforts comfort you during this very difficult time. We are all here for you. Sincerely, Lynne Leichtfuss.
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Oct 25, 2008 - 02:40pm PT
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It just occurred to me after stubbing my toe about ten minutes ago that Ouch has left us all with a great gift. Whenever you hurt yourself and that expression pops into mind, you can remember Ouch and have a smile in spite of the pain. Thanks buddy.
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Anastasia
climber
Not there
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Oct 25, 2008 - 02:48pm PT
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I am so shocked and saddened, Ouch was the first person (along with his trusty bear #46) to make me feel welcomed.
I say this with all my heart and soul that he will be greatly missed,
Anastasia Frangos
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Elcapinyoazz
Social climber
Redlands
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Oct 25, 2008 - 03:00pm PT
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Condolences. We will miss him.
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Psycho
Mountain climber
Kingston, ID
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Oct 25, 2008 - 03:41pm PT
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I was priviliged to know and work with "Ouch" in 55-57. At that time he was known only as "Tennessee" He & I were an interrogation team at the USAF Survival School in Reno, Nevada. We then moved to Biloxi, MS for Electronic Countermeasures School. This was the fledgling concept that would eventually create the Air Commandos. "Ouch" after about 6-7 months of school in a windowless building told the shrink that he needed to be back outdoors. When you left the ECM school you usually were sent to some scut job within the USAF. "Ouch" went to a school in the Dakotas. I have so many fond memories of both "Ouch" and Janie that I would consume all the space in the forum. In summation: A true christian, physically powerful, caring, beuatiful man that I was priviliged to call a friend. Jon Eisler
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Don't let go
Trad climber
Yorba Linda, CA
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Oct 25, 2008 - 03:59pm PT
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As it has been said over and over, his pictures were wonderful. Supertopo will not be the same without him. It is sad to lose someone that brightened the world.
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Gary Carpenter
climber
SF Bay Area
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Oct 25, 2008 - 03:59pm PT
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Allie,
Thanks for sharing some of your Dad's history. His posts were always a breath of fresh air...usually humorous..never rude.
I recently lost my Dad. He had the same habit of plowing the snow from all the neighbors driveways.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Gary
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pc
climber
East of Seattle
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Oct 25, 2008 - 03:59pm PT
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Truly sad. Ouch provided such a nice balance when things got too serious here.
Nice to get to know a bit of his background.
Cheers for Ouch,
Peter
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lars johansen
Trad climber
San Francisco, CA
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Oct 25, 2008 - 04:09pm PT
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Most sincere condolences Alie. OUCH will be missed.
vaya con dios OUCH
We'll be there with you soon enough.
lars
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schwortz
Social climber
davis, ca
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Oct 25, 2008 - 04:25pm PT
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RIP
someone needs to put up a route in honor of ouch...
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Oct 25, 2008 - 04:36pm PT
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That's 4 USAF Survival Instructors on the Taco.
How cool. Thanks for a bit more history psycho.
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AbeFrohman
Trad climber
new york, NY
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Oct 25, 2008 - 04:39pm PT
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crap crap crap crap crap.
Sad news. Rest in peace.
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Jaybro
Social climber
wuz real!
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Oct 25, 2008 - 04:45pm PT
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That's what I did too, Kath, I sent an Email to my daughter saying, "you've been Ouched," with the picture.
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Jingy
Social climber
Flatland, Ca
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Oct 25, 2008 - 05:01pm PT
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I'm at a loss.
Ouch will be missed.
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Ouch!
climber
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 25, 2008 - 05:07pm PT
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From Allie..
Thank you all....so very much. What it means to me to read these postings is something I cannot even begin to describe.
I am at his house and an old guy just stopped by wanting to know if we needed any yard work done. My mom said that yes, she needed the beds all cut down and it basically winterized and a few bushes trimmed. Dad did not use a traditional yard type service. He used the hard working guy that was probably about a week away from living out of the truck he drove up in. He paid him more than he should have but knew that the man was honest and he respected him for the effort he put in and the help he provided because he could no longer do it himself.
They have a very small yard that he used to have small ponds with little fountains and waterfalls in them that he built himself. He put goldfish in them to entertain the grandkids...but the coons would get them and so he set traps to catch them. He would catch one and drive it out to the country to release. He may have been an avid hunter in his day but it was for food not for simply sport. He made fishing jigs that he melted down the lead and put it in molds and then painted on the colored faces and tied antelope tail hair onto it that he would sometimes dye different colors. I sold them attached to a piece of cardboard at local gas stations in Montana. We got minnows by the hundred by us kids seining for them and we were always in the water up to our necks while he was on the bank laughing! One time my show came off in the mud and there was a giant bull snake coming down from the side of a hill. I was freaking out and I lost my shoe and he teased me about it up until the end. We sold minnows and I got nightcrawlers out of the yard (we had the best nightcrawler yard in town) all summer long and sold them to his fishermen friends. He taught me to fish and I still love to do it to this day. I combined 2 old tackle boxes a couple weeks ago and found a picture he had drawn when I was young...I kept it and it will stay in that box forever. There was also written instructions on how to tie a hook because he always did it for me when we fished together. When I moved out of their house he wanted me to know how to do it on my own. He was the king of paddlefishing. He built a stand on the front of his little fishing boat and we would go out at night...he had a spotlight on the stand and the paddlefish would rise to the top at night and you would see the flash of it's white belly...and he would use a bow and arrow with a rope and bleach bottle attached and then we would chase it around until it stopped. Kind of like Jaws...hehe. He loved it. My friends and I would beg to go with and then would fall asleep in the bottom of the boat and wake up at the bank surrounded by giant fish laying next to us! I have pics of him with some that he caught that I will share. He was well known as a premier fisherman. He told many a story about survival training in which they were dropped in places and the things they ate...yuck. : ) We went fossil hunting a lot and it was my favorite thing to do with him. Digging in the side of a hill for hours...always finding cool fossils and imprints of things in rocks we would break. He knew all of the best fossil hunting grounds. He knew everything it seemed to me. If he didn't he would find out. We would cross over property that had gates that were secured by a rope and he would let me open and close the gate and I remember the feeling I got still everytime I did that. He taught me to drive out on those roads. Much younger than I was supposed to be...and it was awesome.
Ok...so then I remember the time in high school when I came home one day and he had sold my car (old crown victoria of theirs that waw worth a whole lot more) to the neighbor kid for $200 because he had asked him if he would and "he needed it more than you did." haha! Not so funny then. He got me another old car at some point but he left the 8 track player and my tapes in it and the kid wouldn't give them back! I loved that car...but one thing dad taught us all was that stuff is just stuff.
My all time favorite memory is this one though. Dad's office was across a field from our house. I would meet him halfway across that field many many times and he would have 2 small bottled cokes and a bag of peanuts that he got at work. We would pour the peanuts into the cokes and they would fizz up. We would drink them together and eat the peanuts when we got to the bottom as we walked the rest of the way home together.
Priceless...
I am so glad he sold the neighbor kid my car for 200 bucks.
~Allie
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Todd Gordon
Trad climber
Joshua Tree, Cal
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Oct 25, 2008 - 05:18pm PT
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So sorry to hear this;.....rest in peace, friend with the wicked sense of humor......thank you for sharing so much with so many......your spirit and wit lives on in the hearts of many....(My 4 year old son loved Ouch's work too...I think his favorite was the one with the bird crapping on Cosmic's head.....he made me play it 20 X in a row;......and laughed his ass off each time he saw it......I just kept playing it over and over just to watch my son revel in the immature yet brilliant wit of Ouch.......same with the Bobcat licking Locker's face......I could play it 1000 times, and Beck would bust up everytime...........powerful images that touched out hearts and souls..)
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TwistedCrank
climber
Ideeho-dee-doe
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Oct 25, 2008 - 05:30pm PT
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OUCH! was one of those people that just plain got it.
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