Setting, Camping Out: I found a bean can, about a quart size that we had had for our dinner rinsed it out, and filled it with water on the campfire we had cooked dinner on. I watched it until it boiled for about 15 minutes on the fire and then moved it to my canteen. I restarted the whole process and did the same 3 times until both my canteens were full along with the bean can. I kept myself awake a few hours until the first batch was cool enough to drink, refilled, and finally went to sleep! The others were content to drink colas and sodas, but I had to have water! This happened several times in my life. When we came back from the fields sometimes Dad would stop at the station and ask if we wanted a cold drink. All I wanted was water. Dad said, just get a coke, someday soon they will figure out how to charge us for water!
Home Tales Of My Misspent Life! I was born at a very early age in Dallas, Texas. When I was one year old, my parents moved back to my father's hometown. When I was two, I caught up with them! The telling of my own tale seems an egotistical endeavor. I just wanted to record some of these things with the hope that it might someday do someone some good. Perhaps a bit of humor might break through, maybe someone can avoid some hard lessons, and there might even be a bit of wisdom imparted here and there. This is beginning as some short snippets of life with no particular order. I reserve the option of reordering them in other ways for other purposes as time goes by. What's Time To A Hog? When I Turn On The Faucet, I Hear Mozart The Peacock Adventure Why Grandpa Hated Doctors When it Rains at the Rains County Fair Farmers and Anarchists My Poorly Scheduled Heart Attack
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