The Snake Story
We all have different memories of this classic family story. Something like this happened.
We all went camping in October and the Daddy and the Grandpa were deer hunting. Christopher (that’s what we called him back then) was 5 and Carson was 3. One afternoon I took the boys on a walk down a dirt road near camp. The sun was warm and life was fair. We discovered that a snake was also enjoying the sunshine on the road ahead of us. Christopher bolted and ran back about 50 yards. I stayed put and was semi-paralyzed. Carson picked up a stick, charged forward and started to hit the snake. I think he persuaded the snake to leave the road and go into some bushes. Did he kill the snake? I can’t remember. I don’t think the snake was a threat, he seemed to be sleeping.