Been thinking about Mom a lot.
I remember when I was a kid we got the idea in our head that we would skin possums and sell the skins outside of Manes...
We found a bunch of them in the ditch one day that someone had just killed and I talked mom into going down there with me and picking them up.
We had a problem with the electric or something like that and the guys who were working on it drove past us as we were pulling the possums out of the ditch by their tails. Mom just laughed saying "Oh, My God, that is probably the people coming to fix the electric and they just saw us pulling possums out of the ditch they probably think we are rednecks "
When we got to the house it was them...she was very embarrassed but she kept a good sense of humor about it.
She went over and talked to them...no idea what about but I bet just about anything she was explaining to them why were pulling possum out of the ditch,
Son of Mary