John Duvall
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31 appearances
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1 series
first heard Dec 2024
last heard Dec 2024
John Duvall’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Mm-hmm. That's down around Fort Knox, isn't it? It's about 30 miles as a crow flies south of Fort Knox.
Big disc score. I had a dance partner. You did? Mm-hmm. She was about 10 years older than I was. She had her own boyfriend.
Made it kind of nice because we would go out there and really do our thing and had our little costumes on. Had costume? Exactly. What kind of costume? Oh, I had like a tuxedo shirt with tuxedo pants and suspenders. Oh.
My partner had a nice fiscal dress. And we would do our thing and she would go sit with her boyfriend. And then this was what was so great about 79 and 80.
Come over and ask me to dance instead of having it the other way around. I surely thought you were good, probably. I made them all feel like Ginger Rogers. And they loved me for it. They loved me so well, increased my dating about maybe five to ten times a week.
Country western scene came in. He just changed the music.
Cotton Eye Joe. I didn't really like it, Chuck. I didn't like it because disco was so sweet and the way we turn and touch dancing. And this was all, hey, jerk them around, cowboy. I didn't like it.
In fact, I get sore arms from dancing with some of the cowgirls, and so I didn't like that. I bruised easily, Chuck.
Well, I'm still meeting some women at bars and places like that, and they seem to be a lot different than they did back in the early 80s and the late 70s. They're more cold and callous, and in fact, they seem like they're more ugly.
I don't know. Well, it's really hard to say. Maybe I could be getting older, too.
I was stating before that we're younger, getting older, too, and we're all getting older. We're all getting older.
Well, I rewrite this. This poetry is my own, and I write it. And normally on a date, if I recite the poetry, I'll recite a poem about myself. Roses are red.
I'm getting older. How about you? I don't know what I'm like. It's like a self-portrait poem.
I'll recite her a poem that I wrote to one of my last loves.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It works every time. I don't mention her name or anything like that. You don't say. To Helen. I do have one poem that I have a blank in it.
I went over to pick Ellen up.
She invited me in. And I go, you know, into the house right there, and she looked very nice. The beautiful blue eyes, which she corrected me, the turquoise eyes. Very nice. And, uh... Very nice. It was... Let's put it, everything, we're in the right places. Absolutely. That's good, Josh. Boat the ice. Yeah. And I get in. So we've got to give her a chance to put the rose water.
And she had to water some of her other plants. So I kind of went on a little tour.
And we get into this one room, and she opens up the door, and I'm noticing some of the art that she does. She's a fantastic artist. Is she? Nice paintings. Just one painting, though. Nice paintings. We're talking life-size male nude.
And there, I saw it.
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