Thoughts today

I am so distressed that a blog was deleted yesterday accidentally. I was putting a picture on the page called "History" , clicked on the picture and the blog disappeared~~~oh well, will try and remember what I wrote...lol. But not now!!! I was reminded the other day about when I was about 16years old and had gotten my drivers license. Dad bought me a car...it was a Crowsley!. You won't know what  a Crowsley   looks like. Imagine a box with 4 tires!!! lol it was  like a box , small ,square and light.  One afternoon  I got out of class and looked for my car! Where was it?  Could not find it! Saw the football players snickering and laughing at me , pointed to another spot and there she was! They had litterly picked it up, four of them,  and moved it! I was so surprised and shocked. I laughed at them! they waved at me and off I went!!!
I certainly enjoyed that car until I went to college,  then my sister Shirley drove it until dad made it into a "swamp buggy"..What is that? Well it is a kind of a vehicle that has huge wheels/tires...that keeps it up off the ground! High! High HIgh!!!!  Honey tells me of a story that my dad told him one day. He and my brothers went hunting out in the Everglades, you talk about wild, it is wild!!!! They used "my Crowlsey" to travel out there, hung hammocks to sleep in way off the ground. Dad always liked to make "swamp Stew" for the boys , then to bed early. Dad said that during the night something ran  under them and bumped them...it was a bear...he didn't hurt them which was their lucky day! Another time, they used tents , William said to dad" something just knocked me out of my bunk!" dad just laughed, said"get back in son" , when he did, it knocked him out again...a bear..no problems this time either!!! Now if William  reads this blog, he will correct me of the way it was..I am repeating for what I think I heard years ago!!!!lol! Those were exciting times for the boys.
When dad and mother bought their place in North Georgia, hiking up the mountain was always so much fun. He also had a jeep that we would all get in and up the mountain we would go. I was so unhappy when the place was sold after dad passed away....My desire was to own that place, but it wasn't to be.
There was some of the most beautiful country, green grass, wildflowers blowing  softly in the wind, cold water in the creeks,  deer, some bears moving about in the wild. There was an old cemetery way up behind the house, old roads, old home places with  some remains of fireplaces...to name a few. The water that we had coming to the house was an artesian creek that flowed and flowed , providing water for at least 3 families...some times  the water wasn't as strong when the weather was dry and no rain. But there was always water, so we used sparingly when the rains didn't come...Dad put in an elevator to go up and down between the 2  floors. Mom had the bad knee as I wrote about in an earlier blog. We had some great times, playing games at night, walking after dinner down Cooper Creek Road. Oh such memories. That is where I was when I went into labor with our daughter. Brought the boys over to play with his little aunts, Kathy and Carol,,,,who thought they were his/their mothers!!!!lol... That is where Vann got his first haircut!!! His hair was so wiry, so white, stood up like he had stuck his finger into a light switch....I worked and worked at that hair to lay it down and up it would go!!!!! It didn't matter later on in their lives, as we could not afford barbers so honey would cut their hair!!! He would get done....notice gaps then cut some more!!! Until there was NO MORE HAIR!!!lol lol I was so unhappy and let honey know! But what to do!!!! Those were the times....oh well..glad I can laugh now! Love those kids.

Better  go to bed...I love grandpa and thanks for listening!!!J