Mad Irish Jack ODonnell
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My grandson; Got his name from his father. 10X sign and means "Ten Times" because you have to tell him 10 X's before he responds!
A friends son: "Johnny 1 Pound" christened by his father. Everytime the group does a parade, Johnny shoots at least 1 pound of powder (usually more).
ME: I have 2 names. in 1980, My Fur period is "Mad Buffalo Jack". I played football in NE at a Jr Co., Def End. vs Haskell Inst. for Indians (Now Haskell Native American University in Manhatten, KS. We had a home game and won handily. On a late 2nd half Offensive sweep play I drove through a couple of pulling lineman causing on to fall into the other causing wind/breath loss and followed by horsecollaring (legal back then) the 135 pound running back pulling him off his feet, over me and flat onto his back. and bounced his head on the turf. The result was a grade 2 concussion, and he was taken to our hospital unconscious, but came around by midnight. But he had a 2 day stay. He was released on Monday to return to KS. That next spring out track team was at a weekend invitational meet. I< and a couple other throw event team mates were done Friday afternoon about 4:30pm. After dinner, a couple throwers from Haskell's team invited us and several other throwers to a socializing event art their student center. Our coaches gave permission as did some other competitors. The conversation got around to sports we all compete vs each other. The Haskell guys mentioned "My Play". Chuckles were had, but not me, I was a little worried why. One big Haskell thrower said he'd be right back, less than a minute he walks back to the group with this tiny 5'2" , 135# guy that turned out to be the back. Immediately my teammates start laughing and pointing at me saying"He's your guy!" After a few minutes laughing the back says,"I wish to thank the Big Crazy Buffalo" for allowing me to keep my modest amount of hair. He had a military type buzz. He mentioned when he awoke he felt as though he was trampled by a stamped and pounced on by the biggest, craziest one. So when I started buckskinning, my friends said I be given a name. I told them I was given one by a native American, SD Souix at a school in KS. I told them it was 'Big Crazy Buffalo'. They thought it was to Native American and said it was now Mad Buffalo Jack.
In 1993 I started F&I reenacting primarily. Our group does 1750 through Corpse of Discovery 1820. I have this off center, querky, obnoxious Irish demeanor. I'm a very skilled scout hunter and a little, hell, a lot off. The Ranger guys started calling me Mad Irish and sometimes added Jack. I found out my great 3x grandmother all on my mothers side was an O'Donnell from Erin (Ireland) So, Mad Irish Jack O'Donnell was created. Along with the constant Irish/ Celtic accent for a weekend or longer, I and a Mad Irishman who talks to his voices and WE voice OUR opinions, LOL Someone else's story's.
A friends son: "Johnny 1 Pound" christened by his father. Everytime the group does a parade, Johnny shoots at least 1 pound of powder (usually more).
ME: I have 2 names. in 1980, My Fur period is "Mad Buffalo Jack". I played football in NE at a Jr Co., Def End. vs Haskell Inst. for Indians (Now Haskell Native American University in Manhatten, KS. We had a home game and won handily. On a late 2nd half Offensive sweep play I drove through a couple of pulling lineman causing on to fall into the other causing wind/breath loss and followed by horsecollaring (legal back then) the 135 pound running back pulling him off his feet, over me and flat onto his back. and bounced his head on the turf. The result was a grade 2 concussion, and he was taken to our hospital unconscious, but came around by midnight. But he had a 2 day stay. He was released on Monday to return to KS. That next spring out track team was at a weekend invitational meet. I< and a couple other throw event team mates were done Friday afternoon about 4:30pm. After dinner, a couple throwers from Haskell's team invited us and several other throwers to a socializing event art their student center. Our coaches gave permission as did some other competitors. The conversation got around to sports we all compete vs each other. The Haskell guys mentioned "My Play". Chuckles were had, but not me, I was a little worried why. One big Haskell thrower said he'd be right back, less than a minute he walks back to the group with this tiny 5'2" , 135# guy that turned out to be the back. Immediately my teammates start laughing and pointing at me saying"He's your guy!" After a few minutes laughing the back says,"I wish to thank the Big Crazy Buffalo" for allowing me to keep my modest amount of hair. He had a military type buzz. He mentioned when he awoke he felt as though he was trampled by a stamped and pounced on by the biggest, craziest one. So when I started buckskinning, my friends said I be given a name. I told them I was given one by a native American, SD Souix at a school in KS. I told them it was 'Big Crazy Buffalo'. They thought it was to Native American and said it was now Mad Buffalo Jack.
In 1993 I started F&I reenacting primarily. Our group does 1750 through Corpse of Discovery 1820. I have this off center, querky, obnoxious Irish demeanor. I'm a very skilled scout hunter and a little, hell, a lot off. The Ranger guys started calling me Mad Irish and sometimes added Jack. I found out my great 3x grandmother all on my mothers side was an O'Donnell from Erin (Ireland) So, Mad Irish Jack O'Donnell was created. Along with the constant Irish/ Celtic accent for a weekend or longer, I and a Mad Irishman who talks to his voices and WE voice OUR opinions, LOL Someone else's story's.