Ol' boy (musta been around sixty or seventy) turned up at BJ's bait shop tonight when I went there to git smokes and a bag of sliced bread. I overheard where he was looking for directions to his nephews place, but had no phone number or address - just "directions". Third house on the left when you git past Sonny's....
I got kindee intrigued by it all....
It come to, I went down to Sonny's with ol' boy follerin', then we tried the third house... No lights on.
Next to it was a house lit up tho, so we asked after the boy there. "Y'all know of (NAME) ? This here is his uncle, we're trying to find him the way there...."
No idea, until "UNC" began to describe the man....
"OH YEAH! I know him! But you way past there...."
DiRECTIONS followed, to a trailer he didn't live at either. But a young'n there knew exactly who we was lookin' fer'.
- I said all along that everyone out around here knows everbody else...
Third time was a charm!
I got out my truck in a strange driveway, and a man was on the porch, and I said "You be (name)?"
He said "That would be me!"
I said "I reckon I done brung ya yer uncle...."
- I still feel damn good about it!
They asked me what I OWED them for doing that (chee...).
I said - "Look here, one day some one else is going to need help, right? Y'all just pass it on."
Fella drives a FORD, so it might come back to us some kindee way, who knows....
It is fairly obvious that all of this is a school What bothers me is what am I expected to learn from it?
Why am I here... What is my purpose...
I don't know if I am passing or failing
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