Grandpa

I asked Aunt Mozelle a few years ago if she would write down some memories she had of Grandpa and Ma Blanche--she did Grandpa but never got to write Ma Blanche's as her health declined.I want to share with you what she wrote about her Dad (our grandpa).My Dad was a outdoorsman. He knew more about bird tracks and nests and rabbits and even snakes. He watched their tracks -knew habits like where they went for water and what they fed on--and where they lived. He walked most everywhere he went and as he walked he studied the outdoor creatures.He never learned to drive a car & didn't want to. Mom drove wherever we went.My Dad was a prankster & it was his delight to tell one of his tales and the visiting children always believed it. One such was about a night that he was walking home & he heard something coming up behind, getting closer & closer. He saw that it was a big ole ugly black bear & it was gaining on him fast so he stopped and stuck his arm & hand out & when the bear got up there he ran his hand down the ole bears throat, caught him by the tail- turned him wrong side out & headed him back the other way!!