Probably every family has its own stories about-"this and/ or that". For example my story about my unintentional damage to Bob Lawrence's eyebrow at the time of his wedding get-away. (Previously noted) Mary Kay and I went to "The Valley" last week where we kept our long friendship with the John Freeland family, went to Mexico to obtain some medicine, and checked with my long-time dentist.
The trip through territory travelled many times by Ruth and myself plus being near to areas where my hunting buddies, - Nick and Bob-and I hunted doves and quail multiple times over the years brought back many memories. -Some fleeting, others more ponderous.
Since no one in the family lives in the area any more, this (and others) could bring (perhaps) memories of our distant pasts(precious?). About 25 miles north of Edinburg on Rte 281, there is a slight curve with an "enclosed in the arc" rest area. This area is (was?) known as "Sarah's Curve) in Ruth's and my lingo.
About 40 years ago Paul brought his young bride to the home territory of the "Kuhl Klan". I'm sure Sarah took the trip with some trepidation. -- After all,this was foreign territory" where the average complexion was a faded milk chocolate hue and the people talked"funny". --Besides there were 10 of them (Kuhls), -- and she had only known them from thetime of a brief distraction called a wedding and a reception((back home in Wichita Falls).
Fortunately she had had a brief inoculation in San Antonio, -but this was 200 miles south!
From the house we took an orientation drive, and stopped at the gentle curve, (mentioned above). So, sitting to the other side of the fence was the King Ranch. --Closed off by the usual post and wire fence. The only wooden structure was at that time a stile at about the middle of the fence line. Which Sara sought promptly and sat down to relax and observe the ranch country.
She was no more than settled when I approached and said, " Sarah, did you read the sign?" "Umm, no!" She was sitting on the painted board so she bent over, craned her neck and suddenly burst forth with could best be described as a "Leaping Scream".
The sign said "BEWARE OF POISONOUS SNAKES!.
Don't ask her to do a "leaping scream" for you.. She won't!
My apologies, Sarah! Too good to keep!
Love , Grandpa
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