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Carolyn Niebruegge May Michael L. May 
Vol. 2, Is. 51 July
5, 2013
From the
Editor
Made it down to Kevin and Brenda’s
around 6:30 pm Tuesday evening--a long day trip with a stop in Evans, GA, to
see my Aunt Doris and cousins, Max and Jennie.
Raegan as usual was very happy to see Nana and PaPa and Parker is still
very much in question as to who we are and why we’re here. I think it’s going to take a little time with
him. You ask yourself, “What excites
Parker?” The answer,
“Not much.” We finished up our
evening by going out to eat, watching the kids get their bathes, get ready for
bed, and enjoy bedtime stories read by Mom and Dad.
Kevin informed us Tuesday
night that Wednesday morning was the kid’s 4th of July Parade at
Home Depot Headquarters. The little ones
are all in patriotic dress. Cribs are
decorated and used as little “floats” for the ones too little to walk. Then they are rolled down the main corridor
of the building for doting families and workers to watch. Some of those big enough to walk were dressed
like the Statue of Liberty, others like “Uncle Sam” and others with red, white,
and blue painted faces, most with head attire, and yet others waving flags or
carrying banners. Obviously a lot of
work put into the affair by parents and teachers alike. Brenda was worried that when Parker saw Mom
and Dad that he would start crying and it would all be over with. Wrong!
No problem with Parker. He was
riding in the rear of a six passenger cart and could have cared less at what
was going on. Brenda just knew that
Raegan would have a great time. We could
see her coming in the distance “marching” and waving her flag. About the time she saw Mom and Dad she broke
into tears and came running to Mom. At
this point Brenda became part of the “extended” parade. They made a circle down the corridor, back
through the cafeteria, and back to the daycare.
By the time they returned to where we were standing, Parker was one of
only two still in his cart--all the rest had “bailed” to one of their
parents. At this time he was just as
unconcerned and unimpressed as he was when he passed us the first time. Down the line came Raegan and Mom with Raegan
still upset. Go figure.
There was a repairman that
got “trapped” behind us when the parade started. After the first few little ones came “rolling
by” in their cribs, tears had started to flow from PaPa’s
eyes and I hadn’t even seen our two. He
asked, “What are you crying for?” I
quickly explained that I was sure he would understand if he was old enough to
be a Granddad. ‘Nuff
said.
As I watched the little ones ”pass in review” with teachers toting bright orange
backpacks (which Kevin informed me were actually first aid kits), many thoughts
raced through my head. First of all,
“what precious cargo” is in these cribs and “attached” to the teachers whether “tethered”
to a hand or cradled in their arms. What
responsibility they and the company have for these little lives. Oh believe me the responsibility is not taken
lightly by the contractor furnishing the daycare for Home Depot. This is the largest daycare in the state of
Other thoughts also crossed
my mind including the issues these little ones will face in their adult lives
if we don’t get our country “on the road” to financial recovery and regain the
respect for the United States that’s currently waning from not only our allies,
but more importantly from our enemies.
“Leading from behind” just isn’t “cutting it” Mr. President. You must come “out of the shadows” and become
engaged in the Presidency you fought so hard to obtain. Surely you understand that your
administration is engulfed in more scandal than may be possible to clean up in
the three years you have left, but at least address it rather than ignoring it,
hoping it will go unnoticed, and just go away.
Trust me, it won’t! I pray that
you have plans to turn the rest of your second term into something more than what
it appears to be so far. I believe your
“vacations” are about used up and it’s time to do the job you were elected to
do. These little ones who will be our
future leaders deserve much more out of their President and their country.
Yes, the future is
theirs. Let’s all stand up, “get off our
duffs,” and together do something to help turn things around so they have a
future that is better than what we’re facing right now, rather than worse.
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Content
Contributors for the Week
Leah
(Bynum) Bobrovicz, Class of 1967
Bill
Hancock
Wayne
Rickerd, Class of 1945
Kate
(Roberts)
All
those who sent messages to the Email “Bag”
Thank
you all!
Remembering…
Bill Hancock
Query
This Week’s
Query: Where did you buy fireworks in
Bonus question: What
do you remember about those fish hatcheries that were on the south side of
Hunter Park until the 1950s? How big were they? Do you remember
little fish in there? When did the city fill them in? Where we they,
exactly? What else do you remember?
What we learned last time
about the monkey cage in Hunter Park:
Oh, my goodness!
People had great (and some not-so-great) memories about those monkeys in the
park. Here’s the deal.
The Lions Club members
decided the monkeys would be a good idea, and secured permission from the city
to put the cage in Hunter Park. The cage was in the middle of the south
loop, maybe just slightly west of where the pavilion is today. The
monkeys arrived in 1952 to the best of our knowledge, they stayed until ’57.
The monkey project was just
another in a long line of initiatives to bring wild animals to
For example, the county
placed three squirmy alligators into the pool on the courthouse square in March
of 1927. Two had died by the summer of 1928. The third survived
until the summer of 1929, when workers tied it up while repairs were made to
the pool. When they went to untie the animal, the employees found it had
died.
In April of 1930, O. W.
Talley said his brother in
Anyway, back to the
monkeys. Beginning in the spring of 1952, the Lions Club raised money to
purchase the animals. Children broke their piggy banks; school groups
contributed nickels and dimes.
Among contributors were
Richard Coalson, age 5, and Raymond, 3, children of
Mr. and Mrs. Paul Coalson; and also Myrna Lynn, 4,
and Larry Don McKelvey, 2, children of Mr. and Mrs.
Don McKelvey.
The community went fairly nuts over the project—although there were
naysayers.
By summer, most of the money
was in hand, and the Lions ordered five Rhesus monkeys from a company in
Despite chilly weather—the
low was 47—150 people attended the presentation ceremony September 27.
The spritely junior high girls’ glee club sang “Monkey and the Chimp” (aba, daba, daba.) City attorney Percy Hughes formally accepted
the monkeys for the town. Mayor Bill Goode had a conflict and couldn’t
attend. He was a wise man.
The next day, one monkey
escaped from its cage while workers were installing an electrical heating
unit. The spirited little primate darted from tree to tree, figuratively
thumbing his nose at pursuers but his frolic ended when Vernard
Holbrook and S. C. Long, the park caretaker, with help from C. L. McConnell of
Lone Wolf, chased the animal under a park storehouse. Long wormed his way under the house and
shooed the monkey into a chicken coop held by Holbrook and McConnell.
A sixth monkey, “ordered by
long-distance telephone” from
Some people were tiring of
the animals by the summer of 1953. In fact, some folks claimed the waste
from the cage was contaminating city’s water supply. Elmer Ninman, the sanitarian, said that was bunk.
I loved those monkeys, but
my parents made sure I stayed well back from the cage when we went to visit
them. Many people have commented on the
stench; I just remember that the monkeys were fascinating, if a bit frightening.
We used some old-fashioned
reckoning to determine when the monkeys were removed. Guyla
Talley remembers them, and she moved to
I assume the city put them
down. Does anyone remember how the city disposed of the
monkeys? Also, one friend remembers seeing a pile of dead monkeys
north of the park in the early 1960s.
Wow, I don’t know what to say!
Teasing the
Monkeys
Richard Chase: “As kids we would tease them and they
would all get mad. The caretaker went in
the cage once and the monkeys almost attacked him and knocked his hat off. I don't know if it was the breeding season
but they were always breeding in front of spectators.”
Anonymous friend:
“They were mean and I was scared of them.”
Janet Willhoite
Kroeker: “Heaven help us - I knew we'd get around
to those beasts! The main thing I
remember is that you could smell them from BLOCKS away, and it was NOT pretty, lemme tell you. I
remember their red butts and the noise they made. I wonder if anyone has a picture. Do you think the paper might have one,
Bill?” (Note from Bill: I doubt the D-C has a picture. I wish
we’d collected all the photos from Ransom Studio when he closed.)
Waynel Mayes: “My
daddy can tell stories about the monkeys but they are not acceptable for
Facebook--of what the neighborhood kids taught the monkeys to do. Guess
that is one tale to be forgotten.”
Pam McDonald Wolf: “I
think they ate lettuce provided by the Park caretaker. Yes, the monkeys could be scary, and
my parents taught me not to get close to them or taunt them.”
Cheryl Harris Duff:
“My sister got bit by one when she tried to feed one thru the bars.”
Mignon Harris: “I
remember them well, and looking back I realize how poorly they were cared for
by today's standards.”
Rat Embree,
Fishing and Grandchildren
Joe Ben McElyea:
“I think I was about seven years old when the Lions Club had the dedication
ceremony for the monkey cage at the park. I remember a large turnout and
several speeches and one of the speakers saying that perhaps over the years there
would be more animals, maybe even a cage with lions and that brought a laugh
from the audience.
“As a young grade school kid
I used to walk about a mile from my house to the park to fish and part of the
fun would be time spent watching the monkeys doing their monkey stuff.
“My dear old grandfather,
Rat Embree, spent a lot of afternoons fishing at the
park and I later found out that he was keeping an eye out for me and I really
was not on my own as much as I thought I was. My sister Alice, a high
school student class of '55, ran into our grandfather one afternoon when she
was skipping school and she was kind of speechless until granddad told her that
he was like the monkeys in the park, he saw no evil, heard no evil and, best of
all, spoke no evil.”
Bob Huff, Lions
Club
Bill Rhine: “The man
who was mostly associated with
Alicia Farrow: “I've
heard about them, but does anyone have photos of them? Would
love to see them.”
Jayne Folks Underwood was
fascinated with them, but a little frightened at the same time. “And the cages did reek. I don't think they were properly cared for in
retrospect. I believe they were
tormented and teased and became aggressive.
Seems one bit a child and it was sayonara monkeys.”
Carolyn Asbury Shockey: “I remember going to the park for a picnic
many times, with my mother, Wilma, sister, Jane, and Grandmother
Minnie. The monkeys smelled bad – I remember that – but we
would watch them and swing on the swings all afternoon. I remember
feeling a little sad and concerned when the monkeys went away wondering
where they sent them and what happened to the cage.”
Darla Bynum: “I
remember them and the smell.”
Susie Clanahan
Pickthorn: “They really smelled bad!”
Terry Gwinn Nehmzow: “I would ride my bike to the park and watch
them. When they left they went to the
OKC zoo and we would go and see them there.
One was very old and gray as I recall.”
Jim Barnes: “Since our
house was on
“All I remember about the
monkeys was that the pen smelled really, really bad, and this is coming from a
kid who worked at a feedlot! I always
felt sorry for the monkeys when the weather got cold; they really suffered.
“I don't remember if they
had an inside pen for them in the dead of winter, but I do remember them
staring at me from the pen, literally shaking in the cold.”
Loretta Pillow Smith:
“I believe we were allowed to feed them but not sure what it was that we fed
them. I don't recall that they were
there very long. They were fun to watch. I also remember that I had received a baby
duck for Easter when I was very young. My mother was afraid that our dogs
would kill the duck, so when it became large enough to be on its own, we put a
plastic ring on one of its legs for identification and took it to the park to
live with the other ducks. I would often
visit the park to see ‘my duck.’”
Michael Willhoite:
“I adored the monkeys! They were rhesus monkeys, I remember. I even
recall in my mind's nose (!?) the way the cage smelled, like monkey crap but
not horribly unpleasant. I don't think
they lasted for many years, given the climate, but I remember almost
exactly where the cage was. It was on
the south side of the lake, in that wide expanse within the circular road. I'll bet if I were in
Dot Snodgrass Cox told us
there were five monkeys. “The monkeys were to arrive on Saturday and my
parents let me stay late Sunday so my grandmother, Inez Snodgrass could walk to
the park on Sunday afternoon to see the new arrivals. I imagine the
monkeys were scared of so many people around because they stayed high up in the
branches for us to see. The next week when I came to Hobart, Keith Jones
and I walked up to see the monkeys and stayed until Clifford Jones came to the
park to fish and take us home. Mary and Carol Pankhurst, Keith Jones, and
I would ride our bikes or walk up to see the monkeys and then come home.
I thought the monkeys were on special diets and not to be fed. I recall
my grandmother mentioning a monkey escape and the excitement of finding
it. I was sad when the monkeys left the
park.”
Shay Hervey: “They
were mean-acting and they would scream at you if you made sudden
movements. But they sure didn't mind taking food from you if you threw it
to them. I think there was a sign that said ‘Don't Feed the Monkeys.’”
David Cross: “Cage was
just west of the old fish hatchery pits...smelled to high heaven with all kinds
of trash and food alike thrown into the cage.
Some just watched the monkeys, others tormented them mercilessly. Monkeys never were cared for properly, and
this was one of the few mindless things our city fathers did for
Angela Adams: “One of
them ripped the arm off of my J. Fred Muggs. I
cried for days!”
Guyla Talley: “I lived at 430 N. Stephens. My sisters, Diane and Marsha, and my cousin,
Larry Hudgins, and I went to feed them several times a week. I was scared of them. They were in a cage somewhere near where the
pavilion is today. The cage had a
railing all around it so you couldn't get near the cage. They appeared to be mean but I was told that
older kids were making them that way.
That is all I remember. I was
eight years old when we moved to
Gloria Fiorillo:
“I do remember them, but remember monkeys more from Doss Kutch's house.
When I was small he had the monkeys in a huge cage on his property. I
cannot think of what street it was but think only one street over from Bailey,
where I lived. Paula and I and Bob Montgomery and Julia Hensley would
love to walk over there and watch the monkeys. Doss was always generous
with the neighborhood kids in putting up with us coming over all the time; this
had to be in the late 30s.”
Coralinda Kloberdanz (aka Gayle
Mosier): “I have a picture of me in front of the monkey cage. Do not know
why mom picked that as a place for a pic—guess she
thought I was a monkey. But, at one time Bob and Louise Huff were the
owners of the monkeys and were good friends with mom and dad. I used to get to go spend some weekends with
them and they had monkeys at their home also.
I was reading a book one evening and one of them jumped up on the back
of the chair and I thought he was going to give me a kiss on the cheek. Instead he bit the heck out of me”
:'(
A Perry Girl and the Monkeys
Butch Barker: “I did
not enjoy being around the cage as it smelled awful! I do remember that one of the Perry girls
(Allison?) was obsessed with the monkeys, always wanted to go see them,
talked about them all the time, etc.”
Catherine Perry:
“Allison (her sister) said the monkeys were her cousins, and she LOVED to go
see them -- she was really pretty obsessed! I think she also had
imaginary monkey cousins that lived at our house.
Nicki Perry Hancock: “I remember very well Allison
picking monkeys out of the air at our house. They all came home from the
park with her and lived at our house. I think they lived with us for a
couple of years.”
A Country Girl’s Memories
Diane Clark: “I liked
the monkeys. Didn't
get to see them often since I lived south of
Cissy Brigham Nuanes: “I
was fascinated by the monkeys but really didn't like them. The cage was
small and smelly and I think they scared me. Hunter Park was our favorite
place. Later I remember a flood that covered or went up to the bridge but by
that time the monkeys were gone.”
Judith Krieger: “When we would come to
Molly Smith Scorsatto: “The Lions Club had a contest to name one
of them. My brother, Jimmy Smith,
submitted the name Lionel. He won the
contest, but somehow my name was printed as the winner. There was a monetary prize and I think it was
$25.”
One-Armed Monkey (We’re Not
Kidding)
Danny Parrish remembers that
one of the monkeys had only one arm. He swears its name was Joe. “I
do believe he grabbed Shirley’s hair one time. (Shirley is Danny’s
sister, of course. She still has beautiful hair, so the monkey didn’t get
do any damage.) He was kind of mean!”
Virgil Brian: “If
memory serves me right, didn't someone throw a cherry bomb to the monkey and
that's what happened to his hand?”
Bonny Boyd Real: “We
called that big one grandpa because he fathered most of the little ones. He did smoke.
I loved them when I was little, then it was just sad as I got old enough
to realize how they were being treated and what a miserable life it must have
been.”
Toma’s Grocery
Jim Barnes:
Fascinating information about Jim Toma. I never knew him well because, for some
reason, we always shopped at United.
Once in a while I would eat lunch at the A&B and Jim and Louie
Thompson would be in there. Those two
together were a riot; funny as they could be.
They kept the whole restaurant in stitches, especially when my old
friend Dempsey Elkouri would put in his two cents worth, usually from behind the swinging doors
to the kitchen.
Janet Willhoite
Kroeker: “I remember Nanny (my grandmother)
getting the absolute BEST pork roasts cut to order in there. They were about two inches thick and had
short, flat blade bones. My whole adult
life I've looked for that cut of meat, but alas, no luck!’
Catherine Perry: “I
remembered something I'm sure Nicki remembers.
It was a secret so maybe I'd repressed it till I read all the other
stories. When we ‘worked’ at Perry's Grocery (that store was just south
of the southwest corner of Fifth and Main) when we were little kids; at the
oldest Nicki would have been in third grade and I
would have been second grade, one job we did have was this:
“If a customer came into the store and wanted something we didn't have in
stock, Grande (Arthur Perry) would say he'd send one of the girls to the back
to get it, and then he would give us money and we would run out the back door
and over to Toma's to buy whatever it was, and then
Grande would sell it to the customer.
“It was a BIG secret and we were warned to never tell anyone (maybe that's why
I didn't think of it earlier) because Grande never wanted any customer to know
that Toma's had things he didn't (it was a bigger
store, and of course, Jim Toma knew and it gave him a
psychological advantage over Grande).
“Grande considered them
fierce competitors, although Toma's was never the
enemy like Safeway was. We could never darken the door of Safeway -- I
grew up thinking it was really evil. And Jim (Perry, her brother)
remembered Grande arguing with Jim Toma when he
worked there -- I think Jim fired him or Grande quit multiple times, but I
remember always thinking how hard it must have hurt Grande's pride to have to
work there and take orders from the person he previously considered an equal
competitor.
“And another Perry's Grocery story: When we were working there in those
early days, Grande at some point said Nicki and I
couldn't be there the same Saturdays so we alternated -- his saying about how
much work we did was ‘One girl is one girl, two girls is half a girl, and three
girls is no girl at all.’ Of course, Allison would have been only 5 years
old!”
Mama’s Food Store
Ray Cragar:
“After we moved to
Bobby Stubbs: “All of
the children on the south side of
Thoughts from
the Squirrel Lair
Good Advice
Leah Bynum Bobrovicz posted the following on Facebook saying she found
it in a book that belonged to her Dad, Dale Bynum.
Choose to love rather than
hate. Choose to laugh rather than cry. Choose to create rather than destroy. Choose to persevere rather than quit. Choose to praise rather than gossip. Choose to heal rather than wound. Choose to give rather than steal. Choose to act rather than procrastinate. Choose to grow rather than rot. Choose to pray rather than curse. Choose to live rather than die.
Good advice.
Alumni Website
We have renewed the account that Wanda
Jackson had set up at the photo sharing website, picturetrail.com for the
Roosevelt Alumni: http://www.picturetrail.com/rooseveltalumni. She had posted many pictures from past
reunions, class panels, and old schools buildings along with write ups about
them. We thought you might find these
interesting if you haven’t visited this site in the past.
Cooperton Valley Picture Trail
The “
Interesting
Tidbits
This is Amazing
This is a must watch—two
routines by an 86 year-old gymnast.
http://safeshare.tv/w/cdaBSBkGKr
News
The Roosevelt Senior Citizens center is
closed for the summer. They will reopen
on Tuesday, Sept. 3 for lunch.
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We continue to get emails asking about
the dates for the Roosevelt High School Reunion. The
Birthdays and
Anniversaries
We
have compiled all of the birthday and anniversary information we could from
Wanda’s files. We are sure we are
missing some. Please send us the
birthdays and anniversaries for your family and friends so that we can have as
complete as list as possible. We are
going to start with what we have from Wanda’s files so if we miss you, please
send us the information so we have it for the news next year. In addition, should any of the birthdays we
list be wrong, also please let us know.
Happy Birthday
To:
July 5 – Kamron Lile
July 5 – Chris Reeves
July 5 – Kashen Urban
July 7 – Jim Hebensperger
July 9 – Daniel Peterson
July 11 – Jerry Alford,
Class of 1959
July 11 – Beth Mahoney
Happy
Anniversary To:
July 7 – Darren & Debbie
(Farris) Bryant, Class of 1972
Humor
"Always See the Big Picture"
The Lone Ranger and Tonto
went camping in the desert.
After they got their tent
all set up, both men fell sound asleep.
Some hours later, Tonto
wakes the Lone Ranger and says, “Kemo Sabe, look towards sky, what you see?”
The Lone Ranger replies, “I
see millions of stars.”
“What that tell you?” asked
Tonto.
The Lone Ranger ponders for
a minute then says, “Astronomically speaking, it tells me there are millions of
galaxies and potentially billions of planets.
Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Time wise, it appears to be approximately a
quarter past three in the morning.
Theologically, the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a
beautiful day tomorrow. What's it tell
you, Tonto?”
"You
dumber than buffalo. It means someone stole the tent."
From the Email
“Bag”
June
27, 2013
Hello Mike &
Carolyn,
Well, here we
are in the start of summer and as usual it is hot here. We need rain so bad. At this moment it is 107 degrees. I guess it has been hot like this for all summers
but think we had some rain along but not the last two or three years. Getting older you notice it more. I still go out early and cut the grass. Yes, our grass is green but it won’t be too
long with this heat. We belong to a Good
Sam Club and our State Samboree is the last of Oct. I
do not know when our School Reunion is. I know it is in Oct.? It was mentioned some time ago and I do not
remember the date. You know it is not too
far off. So please let me know the date.
We pray for rain each day and we are not
allowed to water only a few hours one night a week.
I really enjoy
reading all the news from each one. I do
not know where all the years have gone but time keeps moving on. Thank goodness we are still able to go on
having a fairly good life. Not many left
in our class 1946 but love seeing the ones that are still here. Love all the letters you send out to us in
Mabel (Block) Blackwood
class of 1946 living in
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June
28, 2013
Mike and Carolyn,
Always so enjoy the Newsletter and look forward to it
weekly. Thank you for taking the time
and hard work to bring this Newsletter to all us Roosevelt Roughriders (or
family/friends thereof)!
First the snake. DO NOT 86 the
black snake. They do more good than bad.
Granted they are frightening when they slither by. But if they keep the Copperheads under
control, they have worthiness.
Second. Oh my
goodness. I have seen that video of Kate
Smith before. Doesn't matter, I boo hoo every time I hear it. NO ONE can sing that song the way it was meant
to be sung and heard but Ms Kate Smith. Even
tho I am not much of a singer, I sing right along
with her. I get goose bumps just
thinking of it (eek, not for my singing for sure). And since our Day of Independence is so soon,
nothing could be more appropriate. I
hope everyone watched that video. Thank
You so much.
Of course, the bullying piece is another teary read. Bullying in any form is horrendous. I can only hope I didn't unwittingly bully
someone by words or deeds when I was younger. I know what hurtful words are like. Being overweight a good portion of my life and
having to wear glasses longer than I can remember, I certainly know how cruel
words can be. You never forget that. Hearing or reading a happy ending to any
mistreatment of another human is uplifting. That is how lifelong friendships can be
formed. Just a few kind words or deeds
can save someone. Another
life lesson.
Better bid you adieu since I have made myself cry.
Happy Fourth of July.
Jennifer Moore, Class of 1968
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June
28, 2013
Mike, I'll have to tell you
about my snake story. We had just
rescued a female dog, from the pound at
In the 51 years we've been
married Johnney has managed to teach me that a snake
with a pointed tail is not poisonous and a blunt tail means it’s poisonous.
Still doesn't matter to me. I
get scared to death when I see a snake. So
the day I'm walking or maybe I should say the dog is dragging me, she goes on
one side of the propane tank and I'm on the other side, so I decide to go between
the tank and the tamarack to get to her side. Oh! Mercy as I start to step I look down
and there, just where I was going to step a rattle snake was all coiled
up asleep. Well, between my scream
and pulling on the lead, hopping on one foot, fell
against the tank and the dog pulled and out of her harness she came and
went running. Now they told me she was
very hard to catch. So I ran toward her cause she had gone east in the yard,
the snake was still asleep.
I grabbed her shoved her in
the house and grabbed my house cats shut one up in the bedroom and the other in
the bathroom. As I went back out the
door grabbed my 410 which is on a rack above the back door. Grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called
my son Jeff, the propane man, and asked what would happen if I shot and some of
the ammunition hit the propane tank. He
asked what gun do you have Mom, I told him my 410.
So he said no I would be ok
if some of it hit the tank. Well, I was
scared to death as I had almost stepped on that darn critter, so much so I
was trembling some thing fierce. So had to tell myself I had to do this. So got as close as I dared and shot toward
the snake. Well, he woke up and the
rattles came up and rattled a bit and his head came up, and I swear he was
looking straight at me and then the rattlers quit and I wasn't sure if I had
hit him or not. So I had three more
shells on my gun holder so just used them all. Finally got Johnney
on the phone, so he came in, looked down on the ground and said well did you
have to use all those shells. I said yes I had to make sure he
was't going to move.
Now my grandson, Jerrad said Nanny just go get a hoe. I said that hoe handle is not long enough
space between me and that snake. Never been that close to stepping on one. I've
always heard them and went looking for them. So that is my first one for this year. And hopefully my last.
That would be too much to hope
for. Know I'll see a few more before
summer is over. Oh by the way, he was about four foot long and had 9
rattlers and a button. So I am
surly keeping the yard mowed very close.
And hoping
not to get that close to any more.
Joyce
VanDerPol
Food for
Thought
The Cable Guy
Everyone concentrates on the
problems we're having in Our Country lately: Illegal immigration, hurricane
recovery, alligators attacking people in
Any other problems you would like for me to solve today?
Think about this:
1. Cows
2. The Constitution
3. The Ten Commandments
COWS:
Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the mad cow
epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canada almost three
years ago, right to the stall where she slept in the state of Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their
stalls. But they are unable to locate 11
million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe we should give each of them a cow.
THE CONSTITUTION:
They keep talking about drafting a Constitution for
THE 10 COMMANDMENTS:
The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments posted in a courthouse
is this: you cannot post 'Thou Shalt Not
Steal,' 'Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery,' and 'Thou
Shall Not Lie' in a building full of lawyers, judges and politicians; it
creates a hostile work environment.
Also, think about this..... if you don't want to
forward this for fear of offending someone -- YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM!
GET 'ER DONE
THIS CABLE GUY's HUMOR IS FUNNY... BUT UNFORTUNATELY
IT'S TRUE!
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