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.
The Old Man on June 4th, 2008
One evening I asked my Mom if I could go to the Kuhel Avenue Drive Inn, you mean by your self, yes ma’am, well I don’t know. I will think about it. Later that day mom told me I could go. I was going to meet some of my friends there. It was still daylight when I left to go. To get to the drive in theater I had to walk. I took a short cut through the orange grove’s. We lived off of Jessamine Lane so it was a long walk. I walked down the rail road track. I had been many times with my brother and cousin. After meeting my friends we went to the concession stand and ordered pop corn and a soda pop. We found a good place to sit down and watch the movie. The name of the movie was “The Thing” it was a scary movie. After the movie we all left. On the way home walking by my self down the railroad track, I started thinking about the movie, every now and then I would here a noise. Thinking to myself it could be a wild cat, or a black panther, getting a little scared I started running, and looking back over my shoulder hoping not to stumble on the cross ties, as I was running I looked up in the sky and we had a full “moon”, a thought came to me, things that happen on a night of a full moon.There are a lot of shadows that seem to move from here to there. Let me tell you, my mind was working over time by now. Ever now and then I thought I would see something on the railroad track, as I got closer it was nothing. I was getting tired, so I started walking again. I could here a faint noise in the distant. Now what could that be? I stopped for a moment looking down the rail road track I could see a light. I then realized it was a train. I got off the railroad tracks. With a little luck it would be a fast moving “Union Pacific” freight train with only a few cars, and it was. As I stood there waiting for the train to pass. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a Baby Ruth candy bar, as I was standing their eating it. I was thinking I would never ever go to the drive in by myself again. I was now at the orange grove where I could take a short cut to the house. I walked into the grove, about fifty feet, I stopped, thinking there was no way I was going to walk through this grove at night by my self. I could not get the movie out of my mind. I turned around and ran back out, and headed on down the tracks. Finally reaching Holden Ave. I felt better now and I would be home in about thirty minutes. Mom was waiting up for me when I walked in the door, she said” son you OK?” “Yes ma’am”, but I told her I would never go to the drive in by myself again, “AND WALK HOME IN THE DARK” she said “you look scared son” “I am Mom.” I told her about the movie, and the long walk home. She said” son, your at home now.” and she gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I went to bed, laying there all snug and warm I said….
“Thank God for Mothers!”