January 2002 - March 2004 - The Jerry Quarry Foundation

THEY DON’TKNOW ME , ONLY ON HERE, EVAN , DON’T TRY TO BE MORE QUARRYTHAN
ME , IT WON’T HAPPEN, I’VE STUDIED THIS MANS LIFE, LIKE SOMEPEOPLE STUDY TO
BE A DOCTOR, RESPECT YOUR ELDERS YOUNG MAN,LISTEN TO THE CLOCKMAN , YOU
MIGHT EVEN LEARN SOMETHING. KOO KOO KOO KOO |
|12/8/03 01:20:15 PM|Evan B|Belfast, originally||evanb46@juno.com ||||10|Koo
Koo, I apologize to you for saying those unkind things about you. I was wrong. I
asked you those questions out of curiosity, because I thought maybe you were
Jerry's accountant or one of his brothers in law, or something. I meant no
offense by asking. Paul, thanks for setting me straight. As for my
English usage, I was educated in the US. My dad worked for IBM. I was born in
Belfast and lived there until age 6, than Dad moved us to California. Since
university, I've lived many places, most recently Sydney. Now I will probably
return to the States.Thanks for your comments, Roadscholarette. I saw
Namath up close at a Rams training camp in 1979 and he was indeed charismatic. |
|12/8/03 01:28:29
PM|Roadscholarette|Chicago||roadscholarette@hotmail.com||||10|Joke from another
page:One night, a cop was staking out a particularly rowdy bar, figuring
it was a good place to make his DUI quota for the month. At closing time, he saw
a guy stumble out of the bar, singing in a slurred voice, tripping on the curb,
and trying his keys on five different cars before he found his. After stopping
to urinate, the man got in and sat in the front seat fumbling around with the
keys for several minutes. By this time everyone had left the bar and driven off.
Finally, he started his engine and began to pull away. However, the cop was
waiting for him. He stopped the driver, read him his rights and administered the
field sobriety test. The results showed a reading of 0.0. The puzzled cop
demanded to know how that could be. With a smile on his face, the driver
replied, "Tonight, I'm the designated decoy!" LOL!Back to top |
|12/8/03 02:28:48 PM|kookoo|NY||kookooclock000@yahoo.com||||10|EVAN, I'M VERY
SURPRISED, YOU SEEM TO HAVE A LOT OF CLASS, WE ALL MAKE MISTAKES, I USED TO BE
MAD AT JAMES QUARRY, I TOLD HIM THAT HE WAS TO BLAME FOR JERRY NOT WINNING THE
TITLE WHEN HE FOUGHT ELLIS, JERRY WENT TO HIT HIM AND JAMES PUSHED JERRY INTO A
JUKEBOX AND HURT HIS BACK, I DO FEEL VERY VERY BAD I TOLD HIM THIS AS I KNOW
THIS HURT HIS FEELINGS , IT JUST WASN'T MEANT FOR JERRY TO WIN IT I GUESS, HE
WENT OUT IN A BLAZE OF GLORY THOUGH! |
|12/8/03 06:05:55 PM|Kent|La Habra, Ca||kentallenent@aol.com||||10|Koo Koo, Mr.
Jimmy said he wasn't hurt by the comments you made about him costing Jerry the
title. But you are right, he may have said it didn't bother him and it really
did bother him.The incident, for those of you who don't know, happened
at the Quarry's family bar when they were celebrating Jerry's victory over Thad
Spencer. After much booze,a fight broke out and Jerry tried to hit Jimmy, his
brother, for who knows why. Jimmy did grab a hold of Jerry and pushed him into
the Jukebox and Jerry injured his back. After the Ellis fight, Jerry found out
he had a fractured vertebre in his back.In Jimmy's telling of the story,
he said the brothers used to fight a lot growing up but by the time Jerry got to
be an experienced boxer, Jimmy could not compete with him. This is why he
grabbed and pushed Jerry as Jerry would have "taken his head off!" He also said
he regretted it a lot that they fought like that but it was part of their proof
of their manhood when they were younger, who was tougher on any given day, and
they would fight at the drop of the hat.Who was a better fighter, Jerry
or Ellis? Well Jerry fought Ellis with a broken back and he still only lost by
a split decision. I would say Jerry was the better fighter.|
|12/8/03 06:24:46 PM|Evan B|Belfast, I said!||evanb46@juno.com||||10|Kent,
Jimmy, Koo Koo, Paul and all you mugs! Where I come from in Ireland and even
among my Los Angeles mick friends and cousins, pushing one another into a
jukebox would not even make a typically violent day! I was fighting two round
semi-mains in my Uncle Desmond's garden by the time I was 5, with no mandatory
8-counts and no neutral corner rule. The absolute worst whuppin's I've ever