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Originally Posted by Dixie Porter
At "holding" a horse. In no particular order:
Larry Adams

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I knew LA. Little man (obviously) with a big deep voice. Loved to party. I had a party back around '83 which Larry attended. He was the last one standing and when I got up around ten the next day, there was LA in the living room still going strong. He had cleaned up the mess from the night before and was looking for the keys to his 450 SL. They turned up in New Hampshire in a chick's pocket so he took a train up there to retrieve them.