@Lincolnton please share the story you shared with us at lunch about the pet when you were a child with everyone... every detail including the pets name and why it was named that LOL
AMAZING LOL
Creek had just left (someone has to still work) so he missed it, but I am still laughing thinking about it
@CHEERDUCK @65Lion @Maiden Creek
Carry on....
My friend, I'll always accommodate you on any request but I'm not sure how well that would be received by some. Heck, even our own people here in Lincolnton might have me put in the nursing home for humanitarian reasons over this one.
Oh well, what the heck: For the posters who aren't familiar with us, some of the posters from this area meet ever so often to talk high school football and discuss recent sports news and tell stories about games, teams and players from the past.
Today, we met right outside of Hickory. After lunch and just before everyone left, the subject of pets came up. The reason this came up is that a couple of us, me in particular are old. Pets can have an effect on the quality of life, course, most of you know that. I happened to have a video of a wasp that has a nest over the back door of my house. It never has stung or bothered me, and to, well, show it my gratitude I began feeding it. I know that sounds strange but it's kind of entertaining to watch a wasp get excited over a snack. Even more strange I learned it has a taste for Kit Kat bars So I let the fellers see this video of me feeding this wasp. They seemed to get a chuckle out of it which I'm glad they did.
I explained to them that some creatures are fairly intelligent and that when I was a kid I would pass through a laundromat located in my neighborhood. I would go through there to read comments people had scribbled on the walls and check the coin returns for overlooked change.
One day I noticed that in a corner there was a bunch of tiny cockroaches, so I used an empty cracker pack to catch one of them. I took it home and put it in a large matchbox with some cotton and set the box in a small fish bowl. I would feed it sweetened water by dipping a straight pen in it and would leave a dollop of banana and peanut butter with it. I figured it would die soon or run off but it didn't. Come to find out, they really grow fast, and honestly, I was kind of proud of it. I kept it clean with a damp cotton swab and it would not try to run from me. Actually, they're easy to maintain. I know this sounds odd but I named it for a cousin whom I really liked Clarice (pronounced Clair-reece).
That spring, one of the churches and the school, allowed the kids to have something like a "Greatest pet contest". Anybody wishing to participate was to meet at the school that I went to, and pets were going to be judged in different categories. Kids and parents and pets met in a utility room to register. This lady came by asking everybody about their pets and their pets names. When she finished with the registering, she said "We have dogs, cats, fish, a couple of guinea pigs and one cockroach.
I could tell by the way she said "one cockroach" that she didn't like it. This same lady went over and spoke to one of the teachers (my teacher) who came straight back there and asked what was in the matchbox. I showed it to her, she told me to close the match box which she took from me, laid it in the floor, stepped on the box with the roach in it, took it and dropped it in the garbage can. This teacher said real hateful, "Do not ever bring "vermin" into a building, again. The smartest boy in our class was standing beside of me and I asked him what vermin was ? He said "it's that bug she just killed".
They may still have something like this at one of the local churches but I think it's called "The blessing of the animals". Awhile back they had this blessing of the animals and the newspaper had a picture of a little boy with his pet which was a rat, LOL.
Listen fellers, This is just an old story from more than 60 years ago. I know it doesn't have anything to do with football and it sounds like the drivel of an old wacky man, but a couple of friends who I'll always accommodate, asked me to rehash it.
Let me throw in a disclaimer, here. The teachers I had were some of the finest people I will ever know. This one I was telling you about was ok but she could be hateful as hell, sometimes, (sorry Sportsnut).
End of story.
