Reaching the car in a panic, my mother jerked the door open and dove into the back seat. Right on top of a very busy - and buck naked - Uncle Jim. Jim thought it was my grandfather and he let out a screech you could hear from a mile away. The poor boy thought he was a dead man! Faye was screaming at Mom to get the hell out of there, Mom was screaming ‘you go to hell, there’s a bull out there,’ and wouldn’t budge, and Jim was trying to get his pants on before Mom saw something she shouldn’t.
While this was going on, my poor father was rolling on the ground laughing. It didn’t matter that Old Samson was just a few yards away. Pop couldn’t stop laughing at the funniest thing he’d ever seen. Samson himself seemed to think this was worth watching, because he just stood there pawing the ground and taking it all in.
Poor old Jim lost about five years off his life when Mom landed screaming on his back. Faye was mad at Mom at first, but when she found out the whole story she laughed 'til she cried. She told Mom, "I wish I’d seen you coming, Mary. I’d have locked the doors just to hear you scream." I told you Faye had a mean streak!
I remember my Daddy and my uncle telling me this story while my Mom’s face got red as a beet and Faye laughed. Jim said, “I’ll tell you what, son. I’m glad it wasn’t your granddaddy. I’d rather have taken my chances with Old Samson.”
Article comments
1 - Jet in Columbus
Donnie a very enjoyable read, I envy you the relationship you had with your parents that they could comfortably share with you like that.
I laughed out loud, and god knows I need an excuse to nowadays
Jet
2 - Donnie Marler
Glad you enjoyed it, Jet. My parents loved life, and didn't mind sharing the funny, sometimes embarrassing, events of their lives with me.
I think they were trying to teach me not to make the same mistakes they did. No such luck. lol