[Hallicrafters] Dr. Max Is Still Vertical Humans!

[Duane Fischer, W8DBF]

Yo Homoiothermous Homo Sapiens!   


I'm back, so suck it up and shape up! I notice the 'Pond Scum Six' society of
misanthropic malcontents are still loose upon the planet. Their insatiable
passion for pettiness, shameless pilgrimages into pilfering parts from the
digital watch still worn by a SK and flim flam lip waving to help super inflate
their over blown Ego's which look like a pregnant Pumpkin expecting quintuplets,
for like a funky foot fungus contracted from those sneakers you swiped from the 
  Jock Shop hangout that digitally keeps a precise count of how many minutes of
work you avoided this week by spraying the time clock with Free-Yawn Free
Plumber's Helper, you still can't pass 'Hitting The Urinal, Not The Wall 101'!
CROAK! There is hope! These six made the Ginnis book as the 'Worlds Least Liked
Substances' by being denied admittance to swim in a sewer treatment plant tank!
CROAK!	
	
Remember the Pigeon nosed and snot kneed mortal who posted this:(He really is a
cool dude, just got a few little genetic things he needs to evolve out of during
the next forty reincarnations!)             	
	
Another picture of Max HB9RS at the ET3RS SR-500 console station was found
in the August 1965 QST on page 82.  Shows the SR-500 console which includes
the SX-100 RX, HT-30 Exciter, and the HT-31 amp.  There is a piece of
Collins gear on top and a great picture of HB9RS at the mic.  Next to the
picture is a shoyt of Max standing on top of his tower below the 3 el 20
meter beam.  Seems to be a three or four sided tower (maybe an Aerometer).

Bet Max won't stand on top of a tower now HI.

Still the only station I ever worked using the SR-500.  I did not work Max
but visiting fireman Rundy then W3ZA (later k4ZA) who worked for Westrex
installing telephone and communications equipment.
Rundy was home based in Beirut then and I also worked him as W3ZA/EP, FL8ZA
(J28 now) and several Neutral Zones in saudi Arabia which have been deleted.

Reading these old magazines is great stuff especially the pictures even for
me with poor eyesight!

73 Dave K4JRB	
	
Dave, no offense old friend of the blind wand waving Magi with the lit cigarette
vanish he learned at a nudist camp that is sure to cure a smoker! Get a grip on
your tongue and pull it out just far enough to plug it into your left ear! Once
properly stretched, you can remove ear wax with the tip of it, instantly,
anytime, anywhere,  and save a lot of cash on those unsterile cotton balls with
Boll Weevil dung on them and fake wood sticks made from recycled tongue
depressers used by automotive body shops to squish Bondo into rust holes!	
	
Now HB9RS, Dr. Max dropped me an electronic Lily Pad alert that flipped me out
of my thirty inch diameter imported Italian white marble bird bath bowl sleeping
spot like an overly zealous Boy Scout going for an altitude record for flipping
a pancake! He is NOT dead David! He is very much alive and kicking. So stop
talking about him in the past tense dude! He says he can put up a hundred foot
R-45g tower, assemble and mount stacked quads, strip the insulation off the one
inch hardline with his front tooth, melt solder for a perfect connection with
one burp after a Swiss breakfast taco, rope trees for anchor points for guy
wires like a old West Cowboy lassoed a steer, drive an eight foot Copper plated
ground rod into the soil with one foot while kicking opn a cold can of Classic
Coke with the other, read the assembly manuals with one eye and "QRM Made Easy"
with the other, work DX with a QRP rig hung around his neck and whistling CW and
still get done a full day before you get done trying to read the QST review of
what he just put up! Don't mess with Max lest ye get goosed by one of those
Swiss Alps Rams which is worse than getting branded on the buttocks by Chef Boy
R U Dun and his infamous white hot Titanium loin launching fork!	
	
Send me some of those photos Big D! Might look good over there by the Water
Cress. Gotta hop! Keep your bobber dry, your flies fresh and recycle those old
rubber boots you catch with the gill net! CROAK! 	
	
Frogzilla