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I 1 Page 6A - The MalakoffNews Friday, May 20. 2011 The big thing going on in my life right now is my garden. It just amazes me how you can plant a little seed, (or set out a plant, if you are slow getting start- ed like me,) and in no time at all, it will give you something to eat. Some- thing good. There are a few of those things I never get tired of: yellow squash, zucchini, okra, and tomatoes, so I planted plenty of these. I cooked my first mess of yellow squash this weekend. ! have lot of zucchini the size of my thumb, and a couple of bell peppers nearly gro- cery store size. And toma- toes! Lots of them in vari- ous sizes from marbles to some nearly ready to turn. And I picked five pods of okra. which are stored in the fridge till I pick enough to cook, which won't take long, because once okra starts, you can hardly keep up with it. The jalapenos got in late, so they only have bean- size peppers. All the above are in the garden: I have duplicates of most of these, plus four cabbage Loretta Humble Around About look good there. The edi- ble cabbage is as pretty to me as the decorative kind. I'm going to plant more cabbages in the garden next year. The squash blooms are a pretty as the day lilies, and I think. when the okra gets taller it will look like hollyhocks. I'm spreading the veteta- bles around, so if the bugs get to them in one place, maybe they won't find them in the other. I wish I had Understood more about soil when I started gardening at my advanced age. [ have killed so many good tmlants by not understand- g what they needed. I wish I had spent my first year just growing my soil, adding the stuff'it neexts all over. I have patches where I did it right, adding compost and my daughter Tina,s goats' poop, which she has been very gener- plants and some herbs in with, even though I my flower garden. They lad to ask some of you to hnevl is" ' remind her to bring it. (By the way, she has been promising to deliver some :more, so I'd appreciate it if you would remind her again for me.) So I now have places where the ground is great and some places where I should probably dig up my bulbs and bushes that are strag- gling. But I'm learning. One thing I've learned is the value of good mulch, and recently I found the per- feet stuft~ and it comes pre-fertilized, courtesy the nursing home rabbit. The rabbit has been living in a small cage in the living room of the nursing home for at least a year. and I've been griping about his quality of life ever since I was a patient there last year. lit was only a week or so I noticed our head housekeeper, Teresa filling a trash sack with this nice gray stuff, a kind of soR paper mache she keeps the bottom of his cage with. She gladly handed it over to me, and I brought it to my tomatoes. It is great. Except for one small issue. 1 forgot that the rab- bit's food contains grain, and that he wastes quite a bit. I have oats, wheat, com and who knows what else coming up around my tomatoes. IfI could tell which is the corn, I'd leave that. Who knows - that rabbit might con- tribute us some roastin' earS. Update: The rabbit now has an outdoor cage, though he isn't spending much time in it yet. It is outside the dining room, a really nice one, built around the bottom of one of the raised flower beds. But there axe some bugs to be worked out. The cage is very long and narrow, and has only one door. When it is time to bring him in the house, if the rabbit doesn't want to co- operate, it is nearly impos- sible to get ahold of him, In fact, llm not sure how they do it. It seems to be the general opinion that he is such a house rabbit that he can only stay outside overnight when the weather is just right. So he only gets to go out when somebody is willing to commit to spending the thirty minutes it will take to get him back in, I'm sure they'll figure out something soon. e, is the I am 7,5 y 91d, la a, .... :" couple o1" rn~,~s 1 Jeff be 76. Davis When I'was in my fifties I didn't think I The Old would live to this age. Fogy Although the men in my family generally die at juice. the age of 72 or 73, here Anyway, one winter I am and I think I'll be Sunday we took Lige's here tomorrow. But I stuff out to him and he also know that I won't was peacefully lying five forever, dead in his bed, he had O!' Lige lived in ati old died in his sleep. granary that my grahdfa- This was my first in- ther had made livable. It troduction to death. had a stove and a bed, a The second was the chair and a table all in next summer when my one room. It was warm friend Leon drowned in in the winter, the Payette River along Every other Sunday with a couple of other my grandfather and I kids. Every summer would take a couple of some kid drowned in the boxes of food and some river but this time I knew tobacco out to him. He them. 1 thought a lot had a handlebar mous- about what Leon must tache that was always have been feeling with stained with tobacco the water all around him and I had,.trouble sleep. , time until I died. ing. That was the sum- I wtisn,t going to li~e mer I turned 9. forever. In my foresee- I turned 15 in "Happy able future, that moment 'Days" ! 950. Fifteen would come when I years was the longest would die, just like the time I could imagine, I moment came when the could only image the last person on the corn- length of time I had been mittee OK'd my disserta- alive. Barring accidents I tion. would live 15 more years So I wasn't going to until I was 30. I would live forever. Bummer. live forever since I could Well, maybe not. My not imagine a time when mother told me that she I would die. was ready to die when There were things that she reached her 80s. I I thought would never didn't see what she meant happen, like lose my vir- at the time but now I do. ginity, get a Ph.D. and Well, maybe not. own a car ... or die. But My friends who are old the moment came when I don't want to talk about received my doctorate, death but I'll bet it's on and drove my own car. their minds a lot just like When I was in my 60's it is on mine. the realization came to" Thus Spake The Old me that I wasn't going to Fogy, still shocked that live to 120 and I could he's not going to live for- imagine the length of ever. s it a raccoon The lights came and the booper went off, the dis- patcher said, "213 assist Acres Home VFD at 5:13 West Little York Road and Ella Boulevard, 12:3 I a.m." We were riding with a skeleton crew; Blue was off, I was in charge with Railsback driving the pumper and Lloyd Damrell was the "Ihird Man. AS we pulled out of the station, we could see the red glow in the sky. The location was outside the city limits, and.just about three miles away I told Railsback, "There is no water out there, just get us there and we will see what we can do." Acres Home made a good stop on the fire, and we pulled offthe booster line to help them mop up hot spots. The building Clayton 'Buddy' Hazell Memorm and Tales waspretty well gutted, and it had been a Honky "Ibnk. I got a flashlight Jand went inside looking tbr hot spots, Let me stop and say that this was in the late 60s, and I had not been "saved" yet. I went behind the bar, looking for some contraband. I found some cheap wine and some sorry blended whiskey but didn't want any of that stuff" I tbund a ,closed cabinet under the ' ar and in it was an un- t pened bottle of Jack Daniels, I made a quick trip to the pumper! Going back inside, I continued my search for that's a coon.;' hot spots. Suddenly. I saw Sure enough, my "dead something that shook my baby" was a big old rac- insides. On the bar slight- coon that they were get- ly covered with pieces of ting ready to barbecue sheetrock was a little just before the fire started. hand. Uncovering some Well, you never know more, I saw another hand what is going to happen and a little black foot. I next when you are in the thought; "Oh, my God," Fire Service. and then got sick and --- weak; there was no head! Cla3/ton "Buddy" I rush outside and told Hazell was born almost Railsback, "Call the Sher- 80 years ago. at home, in iris Department there's a a small Texas town. He dead baby in there." has been in Mala ff There happened to be a since 1973 and is recent- deputy already at the ly retired as pastor of scene, and he went back Parkview Baptist Church. in with me. He looked His column is excerpted and said, "Don't move the from his book. "~lerno- body, just clean the trash ries, Tales" and Special off of it." When we re- Events of My Life." 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