Wild fuckin Bill

[thrillingdetectivetales]

I totally forgot to post this here but, while wandering in a haze of frozen daiquiri drunkenness along the river walk in Savannah, my family stumbled upon a “Hall of Heroes” exhibit at a place called Kevin Barry’s Pub across the street from a WWII memorial, and we wandered upstairs to take a look at it. There was a pretty robust collection of war memorabilia and photos from WWII-present but I just about lost my shit when I saw a signed photograph of none other than our very own Wild Bill Guarnere up on the wall! Look at this delightful little nerd, and the swoopy lovely handwriting!! I am not ashamed to say that I made a DEEPLY embarrassing noise when I saw it and was super unsubtle about taking this picture:

Comments

[muccamukk]

I guess the next question is, do you think he was ALSO there in the 1940s? It's not unreasonable with all the bopping around Georgia they did. How old is the pub?

*looks it up*

1980. So probably not.

[thrillingdetectivetales]

Look now you’ve got me thinking about the Toccoa boys tooling around Savannah and I do not NEED that in conjunction with the five years I lived here and the note from Coming Out Under Fire about the bar at the De Soto hotel being a gay pickup spot.

[muccamukk]

I need to read that again.