This story was in a mail from my dear old dad in sunny Florida. Enjoy.
"We were up at Peggy’s yesterday and everyone said to tell you hi. Marie was regaling us all of her story about how she shot a buzzard out of a tree Saturday. Said she shot it right through the head and it dropped like a rock, right to the ground. Then yesterday morning, Kate yelled at her that there were more buzzards out in the tree. Marie ran out in her bathrobe, towel wrapped around her head, wearing flip-flops, grabbed her 410-gauge shotgun, and blasted another one. That one, she only wounded. Said she thinks she probably shot one leg off, because it was listing to one side as it was trying to fly away. Kate was calling her Annie Oakley. I told her she sounded like our mother, who used to shoot snakes with her 22-gauge rifle."And these people are the Italians..... not even the real hicks in family.......
2 comments:
nice story but i want to hear about your 'slice of life' stories. i seriously think they are great; you could easily make them into silent short films.
brink back the expiry date saga!
ok. haha. i didn't realize it meant that much to you. i will draft a heavily inflated version during the week that you can peruse through at your pleasure.
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