The Old Man on June 30th, 2008
I remember when my cousin Bobby, James and I would go fishing. Sitting quietly in the boat my brother would be mumbling something. You could hardly here him. I would say “James what are you mumbling about”? He would look around at me with this look on his face, and say, “I am talking to the fish!” We all started laughing. I ask Jim “do you really think that’s going to help?” he replied “of coarse when you say the right words that big one will bite”!. “Ok” I looked over at Bobby he gave me the eye rolling response I knew was going to be there. We busted out laughing again! I looked back over at James he had this big grin on his face from ear to ear. Ha ha! I asked Bobby “tell me, how do you catch those big fish”? “You have to hold your mouth right!” he replied. “Here we go again”! I thought to myself. Should I ask him how he does it? Why not? I might as well hear it all at this point! Here is what Bobby said, “You have to hold the left side of your top lip up, and then you hold the right side up, then you show all your teeth! Next you move your lips back and forth, you know from side to side.
Only the big fish in the water can see you and they go wild when that happens! They bite anything that moves! And that Wendell is how you catch the big ones”! They asked me how I catch the big ones. Well here is the way you catch the biggest fish ever caught. They call it the Whopper. “I like to sing songs. When I start singing some of my best songs it’s the rhythm that gets to the fish”! One time I remember when I was singing the big fish started swimming around the boat they were so excited! When I said the word “Hound dog,” that big eyed Bass grabbed the hook and it was me and the Whopper. My singing was so good he jumped in the boat! James and Bobby were laughing so hard they almost fell out of the boat.
“If you can top these stories” Leave me a comment. I will be glad to read it! “
The Old Man on June 23rd, 2008
When Mom and her sisters went out on the week ends it was a site to see them get ready. I was watching them get ready one evening. Ironing there clothes, cleaning there shoes. Standing in front of the dresser primping, combing there hair over and over again, putting on powder and rouge on there face and putting there hosiery on, slipping there dancing shoes on. They would look at each other and do some more fixing with there hair, one may say to the other to much rouge hazel, she would take it off and start all over again. And then they would talk about what skirt went with what blouse, or what blouse went with what skirt boy it got confusing to me, but it was interesting! They would be laughing and talking. The iron stayed hot pressing blouses, or skirts, until every one made that final decision. Aunt Jewel would say change your shoes Myrl they don’t go with the dress. “Well so much for the finial decision”! By now you would think they were ready to go, but no, the lipstick was not on! This is going to be good. They have different colors of lip stick, now decisions have to be made again. I am wondering will they ever get ready. After putting the lipstick on they would kiss pieces of paper to get the excess off, my aunt Myrl gave me a big kiss on the cheek, I would blush a little. After about two hours they were ready to go!
Do you suppose that lady’s are still doing all those things today?
The Old Man on June 10th, 2008
We were all asleep one night. My brother woke us up yelling “The barn is on fire!” We looked out the window and believe me it was burning! One of the boys ran in the bedroom, and woke up his dad. While getting our clothes on my uncle hollered run down
to Mr. Bennett’s house and tell him the barn is on fire. The bad thing about it was I had my brothers pants on! It was a little hard to run while holding my pants up. Once we were at the barn, we wondered what should we do now? Ben ran to the house to get the Ford tractor and wagon. We started pulling water from the well, a bucket at a time it takes a lot of buckets of water to fill a fifty gallon barrel. There were three of us taking turns We were watching the barn burn and the flames from the fire were jumping very high. After three barrels of water, and trying to put the fire out Mr. Bennett said that’s enough water on the barn. Let’s just try and save the coal burner that heats the barn. A few of us threw water on it wile the rest went for more water. There was no way we could save the barn but we did save the coal burning stove. The last barrel of water we went for, I asked Ben to let me drive the Ford tractor. He said you are a little to short to drive the tractor. I disagreed! I told him “I can do it”! He said “ok” he was standing on the lift on the back of the tractor and we were moving right along. He told me stop at the well. I was trying! The only thing wrong with that was I could not reach the clutch with my foot! I did ok when I started the tractor and took off at the barn. Ben said “stop the tractor close to the well Wendell!” I was holding onto the steering wheel and trying to push the clutch in, but it wasn’t happening. I passed the well. I could see a pile of logs about four or five feet tall in front of me. I just could not push the clutch for enough in to stop! When the front wheels of that ford tractor started up the pile of logs, I knew I was in more trouble. I hollered “Ben, I can t stop the tractor”! I was holding on for dear life! Of coarse Ben already new this. The only thing that saved me from climbing that pile of logs was Ben he reached over and turned the key off on the Ford tractor. Boy was I a happy boy. The last thing that Ben said was “you can drive it huh!”?
Some times you think you can do almost any thing when you are a young boy. Remember this story when driving a ford, John Deer, or a Allis Chamber tractor, be careful.