Big Mouth

When my brother Billy was a kid, my parents dreaded hearing whatever might come out of  his mouth.  Daddy took him to the store with him one day.  As Billy stood on the top step, Daddy and his friend Mr. Shorty stood on the ground talking.  Billy happily reached over, patted Mr. Shorty affectionately on his bald head, and said, “Well hello, little, short fat man.”

Not long afterward, Mother looked out the kitchen window to see Daddy’s friend with one leg, Mr. Charley headed to the front door.  She rushed to the living room, trying to get there before Billy, could ask what happened to his other leg.  She was too late.  As she walked into the room, Biily turned from Mr. Charley at the door to tell her, “Mama, a skeeter bit his leg off!”

My cousin kept hitting Billy.  Mother told Billy to “hit hit back.”  The next time that kid showed up, Billy kept asking Mother, “Can I hit him now, Mama?  Can I hit him now?”

Fascinating Headstone

HeadstoneJust got back from a visit to family and brought this souvenir back to share with all of you.   In Mulberry Cemetery, between Amsterdam and Amoret, Missouri, this marker stands near the worn original marking the grave.  The epitaph reads:

Here Lies the Remains of Henderson B. Clark Born Dec. 4. 1847 Murdered For His Cattle Aug. 27. 1878 By Richard Isaacs Who Was Captured Sept. 5. Tried And Sentenced To Death Sept. 25. And Executed Oct 29. 1879.

Reportedly, Richard Isaac’s grave was in the same cemetery with a gravestone telling his story, though we could not find it.