Sunday, May 22, 2005

A letter from Mama

Dear Alvis:

Things are much the same here in Hootin Holler. To reduce stress and excitement, your father and I have been spending more time with each other. We both are taking care of our health. Fortunately for us, people who say, You are just as old as you feel.”, are wrong. Your father says, “Be true to your teeth, or your teeth will be false to you.” We try to eat right, but if you are what you eat, we are both dead meat. Either that or we’re fast, easy or cheap.

I went to visit Harley Corn the other day. I am not sure the psychiatrist is helping him. He says half of analysis is anal. Almost every light bulb in Harley’s house is burned out. When I suggested to Harley that he put in new bulbs, he said he planned to when the light was better. He is a real character. Harley said it was so cold this past winter that he almost got married.

The Clod and the McDuel families have resumed their 55-year old feud with each other. It seems they were oversleeping every morning cause there were no gunshots to wake them up. Your father says, if it is true that misery loves company, then each family has a graveyard full of both.

It was interesting to hear about some of the cities with interesting names near where you are now living. Rabbit Hash sounds like an interesting place to visit, as does Big Bone State Park. I'm not too sure about Blue Ball and Sugar Tit. I’ll tell you though, I would not have wanted to know Earl Anger when he was living. It’s hard to understand why they named a city after him. It’s too bad we don’t have any places with interesting names near Hootin Holler.

Well, must go and help your father out. He put a rope over the edge of that deep old well in our backyard to see if he could find the bottom. He couldn’t.

Love,
Mama

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