Recently we were sitting the deck, talking about my recent blog about my mother-in-laws autobiography booklet – (The Book of Edna … an idea for you). Her stories got us talking about our stories and remembering things we had long forgot. Silly and fun stories. We were also talking about Memorial Day and remembering family and friends who have passed. When you combine the two – silly and fun – and people who have passed – we remembered the goose call escapade.
Several years ago we went to the sprint car races in Knoxville, Iowa, with another couple who are long-time friends, Ron and Mary. Ron – at that time – was a local law enforcement officer; he also was a character. You could immediately tell by his sparkling green eyes.
The trip to Knoxville is a long drive from our homes in Princeton – especially with 4 people in the cab of a 1972 Chevrolet pickup. Even if you are friends. As side note – the pickup was affectionately called “Killer Truck” because it had a 427 chevy, big block engine in it.
For some reason, Ron decided to take out his goose call. (I am not sure why he had it with him.) Then he would randomly blow the call when we saw someone outside in their yard or walking on the street. Some people jumped; some people waved; and some others laughed. And we laughed a little.
Then we went by a woman who was bent over, working in her garden. (You know – bent over at the waist but standing.) Ron quickly blew the goose call. She did not wave. But she did jump. Actually, she tipped over in the garden. And we laughed – a lot harder than before. (She did get right up, but still … ) Now we wonder if she was the impetus for the garden signs that show the woman bent over.
Later, as we were driving in Mason City, Iowa, we had a motorcycle in front of us. Ron decided to blow the goose call again when we came to a stop. The motorcycle in front of us tipped over !!!! but in slow motion. Then we really laughed. In fact, the motorcyclist laughed, too, once he had his cycle back up. And we laughed some more. But then we decided we better quit blowing that goose call.
It used to be much easier to entertain ourselves.
Take a minute and think about what you have done in your life. I think you will be surprised how many good stories you have to tell.
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