When I think of summer I think of watermelons.
Dad was one the best farmers in the community, you might say he could drive a stick into the ground and a tree would grow out of it.
right sandy soil for melon raising, and it seemed as though the melons just bulged up out of the ground for him.
He was fiercer about his melons than anything else; if you just happened to walk close to his melon patch, you’d see Dad standing and watching you with a glower on his face.
And likely as not he’d have his gun under his arm.
Dad was the most generous person you'd ever meet he'd give you anything you asked for, but he distasted a thief.
But boys will be boys and one time the boys raided his patch and wasted more melons than they took.
So he said, ‘All right, I’ll get ’em.’ So he went by his friend Dr. Parrott's office, to pick up some Cro-ton-oil of which Small doses taken internally cause severe diarrhea.
He used a syringe and needle to inject some of the oil into the best melons he had left.
Sure enough the boys came back that night for another fill of melon and round of fun, and they sampled some of those he had Doctored up, receiving a bad case of diarrhea.
Dad said that stopped the water melon thieving and he got to enjoy the rest of his melons with out any other incidents from the boys that year.
Stories were heard from some of the boys later, that stated; stay away from that old mans watermelon patch what ever you do, he is evil.
Until next Time. God Bless.
My Meditation by , Coleman
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL THE DAD'S WHO HAVE PASSED ON AS MY FATHER HAS....AND TO ALL YOU GREAT DAD'S CELEBRATING FATHER'S DAY WITH US THIS YEAR.... MAY GOD BLESS EACH OF YOU.