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The stars at night are big and bright...
The stars at night are big and bright...
The stars at night are big and bright...
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Not directly related, but...
I don't right recall my grandfather getting his tractor stuck in the mud, but I remember, 'round about summer '76, when my cousins thought it would be fun to do some Baretta or Starsky & Hutch style spinouts and stunts in their muddy pasture - in my grandmother's Impala - about a 3/8 of a mile downhill from the house.
Gramps weren't none too pleased, not a little inebriated, and apparently a bit sore that our .22 LR pistols that were supposed to have been left up at the house - well, weren't. Somehow, he got the idea that I was the ringmaster of the goings-on (yeah, I was fully responsible for my buddy and I taking our .22s with us, but the stunt man stuff was totally my cousins' - 3 of them - idea).
'Bout the time he made it down to the pasture in his pickup, my cousin had got the Impala stuck. Gramps came after me, meanin' to give me a whoopin', but luckily a couple of my cousins jumped on his back - allowing me to break free. We did surrender our firearms, and got the car un-mired. Gramps drove his pickup out of the pasture, and across the railroad tracks, and from about 400-500 yards away - mind you, this is about 11:00 at night - emptied the cylinder of my buddy's Single Six (I figured he couldn't figure out how to operate my High Standard self-loader in his state of sobriety). Since we didn't know in what direction he was shooting, we crouched behind the Impala counting shots, just to be safe...
He was a character.
LOL, sounds like it!
BTW, I managed to get the tractor out without having to be towed. Had to wait 3 days for it to dry out a bit and use all the 4x4 blocks I had, but it's free. Going to wait a few more days before I try plowing again.
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