Gene Autry, Roy Rodgers, the Lone Ranger and Daniel Boone had nothing on those two boys; Tom and Steve. Tom my little brother was always packing a six gun, a couple of bowie knives, bow and arrows around his neck...He was only out dressed by Steve, who was just a tad older and of course had to aways be the Sheriff, good or bad! They loved to find different ways to get our youngest and smallest cousin, Gary, the one hanging from the tree to play along with them; so they could always have someone to shoot at, or hang!
I was babysitter for them and many other younger cousins.. lunch time was always exciting, because it was then, when I was busy that they always seemed to get into some type of mischief.
Now, in my defense I was a great baby sitter.. just happened to be kindred to some pretty crafty and imaginative cousins! I was reminded of this story as I watched a western the other night.. I can still see and hear all the activity and the faces of my younger brother and cousins. I learned early if a child became quiet to check out the circumstances quickly.. as I did that day.
The boys had been whooping it up all morning and playing well together, so I go in to fix some lunch for us all, I could hear my own heart beat and my world was suddeny just to quiet... Tom and Steve swagger in the living room, arms at their side.. wiping their foreheads....I remember asking, " Where is Gary?" " Well the pole cat done stole his last horse, we 'hung em high'." that was their reply to me.... 'No, where is he?' Panic took over as I looked at thier smiles, I ran out side and there was ittle Gary, kicking and clawing at his neck! I ran over over and lifed him out of the ropes and prayed he would stop gasping and breath. Tom and Steve looked frightened as I felt. They were only playing. To hear Gary tell this story today, he swears they were seriously trying to hang him...
Gary had rope burns for a week, let me say Tom and Steve had another type of burn....they did learn a lesson that day as I; accidents can happen at anytime even while having fun! Even to this day when I watch a western, I smile and think of the day when my little cousin Gary was hanging high! I am grateful that the rope was cheap; they only hung Gary a few feet off the ground so I could reach him...Boy! what a memory. Thanks for the memories boys!