Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Icicles On The Windmill
Funny how one feeling can trigger another and bring back long ago memories. Last night it was hot in my room so I started thinking about the coldest I've ever been in my life. Very young maybe in about third grade I spent the night in the country with a girl named Billie Jean. Thats another thing kids had double names back then. We had Billie Jean, Bobbie Lou, Bobbie Lee, Jimmie Nell, Freddie Mae and then there was the ines like Pauline, Nellene, Ilene, Charlene. Anyway that night was the most miserable night I have ever spent. I was sooo cold I couldn't sleep. I think the cold spell hit in the night and I was too shy to wake anyone up to ask for cover. When we got up next morning there were big icicles hanging from the little platform around the windmill half way down the windmill. I had never seen icicles that long before or since and I never spent another night with Billie Jean even though there was one good memory from the visit. Her Mama made the best homemade jellyrolls.