Like Ewan McGregor talks about in his "Long Way Down" DVD... I don't care about facts and figures too much... I don't care about the particulars of "what happened when" that awful much... what I want is to breathe in a land, hear its people talk about it... I want to come to know the personality, the spirit, of a land... not just compile a list of the Tourist Traps I notched on my Travelers Belt
Thursday, December 25, 2014
DID THE ANIMALS TALK?
DID THE ANIMALS TALK?
I started this on Dec
as things wind up for the BIG BIRTHDAY PARTY tomorrow I'm taking a
few minutes out and doing some writing, as it is fresh on my
fill you in it was in back in the mid 60's my daughter's, Kitt and
Kris were still quite young as they were born in 62 & 63 (I
think), so they were 4 & 5 years old. We lived in a small
yellow frame house south of Fremont, MI. It was also our home. We did
not have money to speak of but we had love. We had an amazing 20
acres of sand. My boss laughed and said the land is so poor you could
not raise Hell on that soil, with a bottle of whiskey and a wild woman. We
did have 15 bearing apple such as what we called spies and
snow-apples. I imagine they were hand me down seeds from Johnny
Appleseed way back when.
was the original log cabin that we used for storage. Most of the logs
were rotten and had been patched with cement as to keep the building
also had installed a lean-to type building that I'd bought from Russ
Mock. He'd used the building for his bottle gas business until he
sold out. The building measured 12 x 24 and Russ sold it to me for
the great sum of $150.00 cash, delivered. The building was on skids
so no foundation was needed. It was just right for our 2 or 3
horses and some hay storage. I also had put up a arena that we used
for our little neighborhood horse shows.
in the lead-in class. Me swatting a bug.
was delivering fuel oil and working on oil furnaces etc and my wife, Peggy, was working in Fremont for Bell Telephone customer service office and one of the girls
was in school at that time.
A neighbor, Mrs. Iranyi (sp) who was Hilda
Stariha's Mother would tell the kids many stories about
when she was a child in the
old country. As
she told her stories the girls never missed a word. The story they
repeated most often was how Mrs. Iranyi said, the animals talked at
midnight on Christmas Eve. So that Christmas Eve when, no matter how
hard you try the kids won't slow down. I said to Peg (a
rehearsed sentence) hey do you think that animals will
course the girls heard that and were ready NOW. Being mean
parents we made them get out of their pajamas get back into their
clothes and also their snowmobile suits. Mom said she was going to
clean up the house so I took the girls out to where our 2 or 3 horses
and the one Jersey Calf, Heidi, were at.
moved a few bales of hay and made seats for us and we began the
wait for midnight about 2 hours away. A night not unlike what I think that
night 2000 years ago was like, COLD & SILENT.
the usual chit-chatting we fell silent and soon they fell asleep. I
was amazed as the horses accepted us without question and their nickering to one another and the calf, well all she wanted to do is join the girls.
Kitt & Kris at about 3 & 4 with their Raggedy Anne & Andy Dolls
were rudely awakened
about 12:30 by Peg shouting for us to come in as Santa had been here.
The girls excitement about Santa overshadowed missing the animals
this day I still do not know if they talk at mid-night on Christmas
Eve, do you?