My Aunt Glesnal wrote my mother a letter back when I was 3 that seemed to insinuate that I had spit in Mom's face and stood in a corner for 4 hours before I would apologize.
I have no memory of that.
It also made mention that I had nearly burned the house down, setting fire to my bed. I remember that full well. I got some matches and lit a thread that hung down from a tattered sheet. I remember the rush of adrenaline I felt as the tiny flame raced up the thread, my frantic futile effort to extinguish as it reached the dry and threadbare fabric , and how quickly the linens and mattress became engulfed with flames. Smoke filled the room.
I couldn't run, I couldn't hide it and I couldn't take it back.
I also remember the pots and pans full of water Dad threw to put out the fire before he spanked my butt. That was probably the best (worst) spankin' I ever got
Aunt Glesnal concludes the letter by saying "I'd shoot me a dog".
I would assume this is a reference to me.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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4 comments:
Your aunt was on the right track! ;)
I'm glad you haven't succeeded in getting yourself shot. There may be hope for you yet (LOL)!
The expression my Grandfather used was, "If you were my kid, I'd change you into a dog. Then I'd shoot the dog."
But he said it in Danish, and only to the neighbor kids.
What was up with Aunt Gesnal?
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