This is a snapshot in my brain from more than twenty
years ago. I hold on to it as if it were gold, my grandparents
have been gone for years, the family broke apart over the estate. I
can no longer talk to people I love very much.
Setting on the front porch
watchin the occasional car come by
Tim's got his riffle out
shootin at groundhogs
down in the holler
Sue's gettin mad
cause it's scaring all the animals
Doug's got his knife out cleaning his fingernails
Stanley"s got his shirt pulled up rubbing his belly
MamaJ's bringing out lemonade
DaddyJ's chin is on his chest
a stoggey still clenched between his teeth
I'm setting in a porch chair listening to the gossip
Here comes a car I believe it's gonna stop
It's cousin Jerry, one of my twin cousins
He always has good gossip
we're happy to see him
Here comes mama a flyin
round the curve up at the burley barn
She walks in the yard sits on the steps
Leroy the dog coming walking around the side of the house
DaddyJ wakes up and says "Leroy you ain't worth a sh*t
Sue knows the answer to every question known to man
talking to her is like walking in quick sand
The conversation goes something like this
"Sure are a lot of cars coming through here,
I'm bettin they're running drugs. Did you hear,
they found a whole field full of pot in Greystone yesterday.
It's all them feraners that's movin in on us, takin our jobs
and running the taxs up. Took a look at the tobacco yesterday,
looks like it's ready to cut"
Mamaj brings out a bussul of apples, three pans and four knives
we women grab a knif, this way they get peeled in a quarter the time.
You've just had a taste of a summer Sunday afternoon.
For me it's Tennessee I wonder if it's like that anywhere else?