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Beau Wann, Jr.
It's me again Margaret...playing hooky from church today! Well, I didnt have any duties, or official duties, and I was hurtin too bad! DW said it was ok if I missed...she said she always says a prayer or two for me anyway...doesnt get any better than that!!! Susan, glad all came out ok for your family...well, except the part about the IRS wanting to dock their pay...But then thats the mindset of a bureacracy like the IRS...penalize and punish...
So, burge, I am depressed...hmmm...I do remember I was at the Yale Pharmacy having breakfast after making an early delivery for Bayoy City Hardware! Kevin and I had just opened up the showroom and warehouse for bidness on Sep 1st of that year! We were now small bidness entrepreneurs, looking forward to, hopefully some success, big or small!!! I heard the folks behind the counter, and at some of the tables, talking about a cessna or some other type plane hitting the WTC! I thought, "how in the whirld does one not see a zillion story building sticking up into the sky"...I got back to the office and Kevin had the tv on and we saw that another plane hit the other tower!!! We were glued to the tube...then when the first tower collapsed, we both stood up and yelled...actually we shouted or screamed, I dont remember what, but something frantic like, " Oh My God, the building is falling"!!!! Then when the second one fell, we were absolutely dumbfounded, along with any other word to describe that kind of horrible event!!!
Then the plane hit the pentagon, and then the one that hit the farm land...WOW...We both went outside to take a break from the horrible events, and looked up in the sky, and it was completely clear of any air traffic, except the occasional zooming across the sky of an F16 from Ellington AFB, circling the city! Were we under attack here in Houston???? Didnt hear any explosions or gunfire, well except the usual gunfire we hear over on Tidwell and Antoine!!!
Now, to this day, whenever I see one of SW Airlines banking over Midtown to land at Hobby, I still see the one that banked and flew into the 2nd tower on 9-11! Whenever I see a jet liner bank and turn, I always wonder if it is going to crash into something! Images, especially ones from events like 9-11, just seem to stay with you, or at least me anyway! Even though we were not affected directly at the time, we still were affected, and now almost more than ever!!! Actually the business was affected, because when all the planes were grounded for a month or so, UPS and FEDEX had to ship everything by truck, which slowed our deliveries!
Jimmie Lee, I have one of Barbara Olsens books signed by her...She was just brilliant...what a terrible waste in all the loss of lives on that day, all because of some INTOLERANT FANATIC RELIGIOUS HATEFUL ZEALOT MORON MAGGOTS...or words to that effect!!!! and I do not apologize either...EVER...
You dont realize how much we are affected by traumatic events! My house was broken into once up in charter wood off 149, now dubbed 249! I remember coming home and seeing one of the back windows broken, and red mud footprints on my white carpet! The hair on my neck, I had hair at that time, stood up and I tingled from head to foot with anxiety of maybe the dirtbag was still in the house! Grabbed my shotgun and looked around and they were long gone! Turns out it was one of my co workers that did it! That is even more shocking...who can you trust???
When I was about 10, there was a wreck on the corner of Oak Forest and DuBarry. I can still see it to this day, a 55 chevy convertible was heading east on Dubarry from across the park, and ran the stopsign and hit another car traveling south on Oak Forest! There were no seat belts then, and it threww the driver of the 55 chevy out and he hit the telephone pole with his head, and I remember seeing a chunk of head knocked off his forehead and the resulting hole where it had come from! It all seemed like it was in slow motion! He died of course!!! I can still see it...
I can still see me running my John Deere Lawnmower into the cement pond...of course it is funny now, and I didnt really like that lawnmower anyway! Or the cell phone I had just gotten that wound up in the bottom of the cement pond!!!! Yesterday, I almost put the dog house in the cement pond! I built it last year, or the year before when we got jack! I put casters on the bottom so I could move it around the back whenever I wanted a change! Well, last night I wanted a change, so I decided to move the doghouse to the other side of the cement pond, talk about change, it almost turned out like the lawnmower and cellphone!
Gave new meaning to "Houseboat" and I dont think the boys would use the doghouse under water! I would have had to rent scuba gear to get it out, because it is rather large and heavy to pull out in one piece, I would have had to disassemble it under water, hence the scuba gear!!! There I was, pushing it aloong the side of the okeefenokee swamp, having a gay old time, when a wheel caught in a crack of the deck, and the aforementioned dog house swung around and started to take a nose dive into the drink!!! Luckily it was at the shallow end by the steps, or I would be selling tickets to folks to see the "underwater dog house"! I guess I could get the boys scuba lessons so they could use it! But scuba gear is mighty expensive! Havent been diving since my Navy days, and dont really want to!
So, I jumped in the water, clothes and all, as the dog house was trying to go for a swim, and started pushing for all I was worth!!! I was also hollaring for my beloved, "DIANE, HEEELLLLLPPPPPP"! Jack and cooper were outside with me, and they started running around the pool barking, I guess they were hollaring for help, or shouting encouragement to me!!! You say, "it's just a dog house, how heavy could it be"??? Friends, it is a 4 foot by 4 foot by 4 foot tall dog house, and it is "hell for stout" !!! I have a tendancy for overkill when I am building stuff! It did withstand Ikes furry, but now I was gonna sink it singlehandedly, in one fell swoop!!!!!
So now, I am gruntin and groanin, soakin wet, almost under water meself, with a 2 ton dog house on my shoulder, two nut case dogs running amok, and my wife about to fall over laughing!!! Honest, I DO NOT do this stuff on purpose!!! "You playing U-boat commander again" she says, rather sarcastic I thought!!!! "How about a little help here" I shouted rather panicky!!!
So she and her sardonic laughter grabbed the dry side of the doggie taj mahal, and she is pulling and I am pushing, and finally get it back on terra firma!!! It's a good thing I disarmed and diswalleted before I began my almost titanic journey!!!
So now I am sitting on the side of the okeefenokee cement pond, both dogs are leaning on me and licking me! I guess they feel bad that they couldnt help! Well, they did yell for help! At least Diane says she heard THEM barking and not me yelling!!!! Or cussing...danged if I dont have to ask the good Lord for forgiveness after and or during each of my many projects...
I reach a decision on the final resting place of the doggie taj, and its on the wooden deck, another 15 inches up from the cement deck! Dont know why there, but my mind was made up, thats where I wanted it! So I squished and pushed the taj, with Diane riding shotgun, just to make sure I wasnt headed for the drink again! Now, I have to figure out how to get this 2 ton behemoth 15 inches higher! Brain justa working overtime...Got some 2x4s and a metal pry bar, and finally inched it into place, after much taxing of my religion of course!!!! Put some flat flagstone down for steps! Now, 15 inches isnt much of a step for a dog, at least not Jack, but I new Cooper wasnt gonna go for that tall of step!!! Jack jumped up in it, and turned around and around, and Cooper just looked at me and grinned...thats about the extent of his thoughts on the matter...Dont know if he was grinnin because of the almost house boat, or me in the water, or where the taj wound up...but all he could muster up was a grin, and sitting down and wanting to shake my hand!!! What a dog!!!!!
Now, all the above can be verified by my beloved and Coop and Jack of course, cept sometimes the boys have a tendency to stretch the truth just a tad!!!
So now here I sit, almost having a narcoleptic attack, hurting from head to toe, I guess from the trauma of owning a houseboat! Oh lord, I couldnt think of too much worse than owning a swimming pool AND a boat!!!!! At least for me anyway!
Gonna go lay down for awhile...yall have a pleasnat Sunday...I am...always your friend and brother...Captain Nemo C Ahab...sailor extrodinaire
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