Batt: If you’re bored, it’s your faultPublished 9:49am Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Echoes from the Loafers’ Club Meeting:
“I learned to ride a horse before I could walk.”
“Wow! When did you learn to walk?”
“After I’d learned that I wasn’t very good at riding a horse.”
Driving by the Bruces
I have two wonderful neighbors — both named Bruce — who live across the road from each other. Whenever I pass their driveways, thoughts occur to me, such as: Why does a lawn covered with dandelions look beautiful compared to a lawn with only a few?
Most senior moments echo junior moments.
Charging everything doesn’t make one brighter.
I enjoy the company of moody people as long as their moods are good ones.
I visited with Mike Wallin of Hartland about scary bridges. Mike is a truck driver who travels on many bridges. I admit that I enjoy driving the Mackinac Bridge, even while behind the wheel of a Rent-A-Wreck. The Mackinac Bridge is a suspension bridge spanning the Straits of Mackinac to connect the upper and lower peninsulas of Michigan. It’s five miles long. Not everyone shares my pleasure. Gephyrophobia is an anxiety disorder brought about by the fear of bridges.
Dan Martin of Vermillion, Ohio, told me that he grew up on a hilly farm in southern Ohio. His father baled hay and allowed the bales to drop to the ground. Then he pulled a hayrack near the bales and his three boys loaded the hay onto the rack. One stacked them while the other two carried them to the wagon. The boys became good at the job. So good, that other farmers hired them to bale. They found employment with neighbors who paid them a penny per bale stacked. This wasn’t a white-collar job. It wasn’t even a blue-collar job. It was a ring-around-the-collar job. It was like a big glass of yellowjackets to quench a thirst. The boys put their heads together and decided they needed $1.25 an hour, each. The farmers declared the demand outrageous and refused to pay it. They hired boys from the city — for three days. After that, they met the demand and rehired the original crew.
Kari Johnson of Perham said, “If you’re bored, it’s your own fault.”
Darlene Lee of Mankato said her husband described her as being a cross between a Norwegian and a Swede. Half of each, but mostly cross.
Ona Meyer of Hartland told me when she was a girl and dropped food onto the floor, her father said, “Would you like your plate down there, too?”
Loren Skelton of Missoula, Mont., said that one of his teachers wore her hair in a tight bun because that was the only way she could smile.
Did you know?
The Quarter Pounder Index uses the price of that McDonald’s product with cheese to gauge cost of living differences between cities. The burger costs more than twice as much in Juneau, Alaska than it does in Conway, Arkansas. Hawaii and Alaska make up 40 percent of the top 10 most expensive places, likely due to increased shipping costs.
A deer is the most dangerous mammal in North America. November has the highest rate of car/deer collisions. Deer are in rut then. Cars may be, too. The harvest removes hiding spots in cornfields and daylight hours grow shorter, meaning dawn and dusk (deer are crepuscular) coincide with the busiest commuting times. According to State Farm’s most recent report, West Virginia is the state where a driver has the greatest chance of colliding with a deer (1 in 40 annually). South Dakota 1 in 68, Iowa 1 in 72, Michigan 1 in 73, and Pennsylvania 1 in 76 round out the top 5 states with the highest risk of a buck-to-bumper. Montana is 1 in 78, Wisconsin 1 in 79, and Minnesota is in 8th place at 1 in 80. Watching for deer crossing signs helps; deer whistles mounted on bumpers don’t. When you see one deer, look for another.
A kind word is priceless.