North Dakota and Minnesota have not cornered the market on excitement.
An old cowboy from Dillon, Montana, counseled his grandson that if he wanted to live a long life, the secret was to sprinkle a pinch of gunpowder on his oatmeal every morning.
The grandson did this religiously for his entire life. When he died at the age of 103, he left behind 6 children, 30 grandchildren, 45 great-grandchildren, 25 great-great-grandchildren, and a 15-foot hole where the crematorium used to be.
Har de har har, very funny!
ReplyDeleteNo, didn't sign with my dad, we just shouted when we wanted to communicate. I don't think signing was invented back then, not where we lived anyway. He must have lost his hearing when he was in his 40s I think.
Signing has been around for centuries. The Native Americans (that includes the ones up there) signed. But you're right...nobody, especially in the rural areas, much knows about it unless they are born into a signing family or happen to live next door to a signer. I saw my first signers after I had been deaf for six years. Two women were signing over the fabric table in the Ben Franklin store in Bismarck. I thought they were Amish and weren't allowed to speak or something. ha.
ReplyDeleteNow THAT is funny! Well written!
ReplyDeleteIn the version I heard, he went out with a Bang, not a Whimper ;-)
ole phat stu:
ReplyDeleteyou run in much more literate circles than i do....