The Trangle Bar Traditional Cache

This cache has been archived.

isht kinta: Since the cache owner has not responded to my reviewer log about the cache, nor did they post a note to the cache page telling me and others of their intention to address the issue with it, the cache has been archived.

Some time ago, I posted a note to the cache page requesting the cache owner to post a response on what they were planning to do with the cache. I have no record of a response, and no response tells me that they are not planning on replacing or repairing this cache. If I am wrong with that assumption, please let me know promptly. I can always unarchive the cache for you if needed.

isht kinta
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Hidden : 11/4/2011
Difficulty:
1.5 out of 5
Terrain:
1.5 out of 5

Size: Size: regular (regular)

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Geocache Description:

This will be the first in a series, marking the location of the establishments in our area
that once beamed in “A Neon-Rainbow”

Bars Beer Joints and Honky Tonks
The Triangle Bar
In the early 1930’s, there was a bar at this intersection of then Hwy. 165 (now Hwy. 125) and the Winnfield Road, now Hwy. 124. The bar was situated in the triangle formed by the two access roads to Hwy. 124, and consisted of a couple rooms. The main entrance was to the bar and in another room were pool tables. A large canopy covered the front and a couple gas pumps. The place was owned and operated by one Claude Luno for 20 some-odd years. Now old Claude ran a rather tight business but from time to time things could get out of hand.
Some where around 1939 or 40, W. C. “Dub” Nelson had stopped by most likely for some type of refreshment as he most often did. Now Dub could be a pretty nice guy sober, and a little better than most folks, or so he thought, but when he was in his cups, he could be the most obnoxious person you wouldn’t ever want to run across. On this night, several of the Cruise brothers and cousins were at the Triangle Bar and got into a ruckus. How or why they wound up out front isn’t known but they did. Maybe old Claude had thrown them out when the trouble started but at any rate, they were. Now Dub was a big strong guy and it was unclear how he became involved but it was apparent he was sorely outnumbered. For some reason, a knife appeared and the Cruises cut Dub severely several times and if he had not been as strong and healthy as he was, it could have been fatal. What was a saying for many years for we younger boys went like this: “Them Cruises stobbed (sic) ole Dub seven times to the holler (sic).” Translated out of the Redneck lingo, “Those Cruises stabbed old Dub seven times into his stomach and chest cavity.”
Dub managed to survive this cuttin and lived on until he retired from the oilfield where he had made it his carrier. He was born 7 September 1919 and died 15 July 1983 and is buried at Nelson Cemetery, off Hwy. 124 just over in Winn Parish three miles west of this site. His parents were Ira and Emma (Hart) Nelson. “An older sister and I don’t remember her name as I suppose she was married and living away from Urania in my youth. Two older brothers, Jake and Ray and a younger sister named Elaine known as Sis.
The Nelsons and Cruises have lived along the banks of Castor Creek from back in the late 1800’s. Nelson on the west side, Cruise on the east side. Maybe that’s why it happened. Who’s to say? But it is said,” They were born and raised on Castor Creek”.
Remember what Fatman and Robin said: “If it crawls, walks, runs, flies, bites, poisons, stings or stinks it’s here”. So dress accordingly.
Of course there's a FTF Sweat Rag Award.

Additional Hints (Decrypt)

Oruvaq Gerr

Decryption Key

A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M
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N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

(letter above equals below, and vice versa)


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