This morning I feel my great-grandma Simpkins's genes in me, but I'm living in the wrong time and place! Dad told me many times about how she kept her 6 kids (thanks, Sis!) in line with a switch after her husband died at age 53 in a freak mining accident. She also, he told, knew all the cures with local herbs. Yes, I need cures from grasses growing in the fields, and I need a switch or a frying pan to use regularly on those who don't "line up" and accept responsibility!!
It's weird how I can FEEL those genes in me, trying to express themselves. Now I would go to jail for what then, in mining towns where the law was held by those who could get their hands on a rock or a switch, ruled!
Take Uncle Jim Smith, Dad's Aunt Jenny's husband, for another example. When Daddy was a kid, he saw Jim going down the road and asked him, "What you gonna do with those rocks, Uncle Jim?" Uncle Jim told him he'd just seen a man who did him wrong a few years ago and he was looking to kill 'em. Ahhhh. A man after my own heart! No wonder the doctors want to give me Prozac to make me a Stepford wife! My great-grandmother would go after them with her shotgun, running them right over the fence! Oh, I feel better just thinking about it!
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My dear sister Loweezy, you hit the nail on the head. Without our meds, we'd have the switch and frying pan at the ready! While Momma grew up in a family without conflict, Dad grew up in a family that knew a lot about conflict, and they figured out a way to deal with it. Those genes are running rampant in me, too, and I figure one of these days, you'll all be saying, "Thar' she blows!" Perfect. Thank you! Great-grandma Simpkins can rest easier in her grave now, knowing a part of her lives on!
Rita, Did you get the Shafer genes??
OK, Lois- the kids were 6 in number!
And, I definitely have the Shafer genes. Once in awhile a Simpkins gene slips in; but the Shafer gene overpowers the Simpkins gene in this girl!
I definitely cannot picture you, Rita, going after anyone with a switch or frying pan! I admit, however, to darker impulses. ;)
The illustration for this is perfect. I'm still giggling at the story.
I looked and looked and LOOKED for an image that fit just how I'm feeling! This is the real ME, I'm tellin' ya!
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