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GRINNING HOUND DOG |
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John McCurdy - November 8, 2011 |
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In the 70's I was transferred to Petersburg,
Virginia, I didn't ask to go but a two grade promotion was a nice
incentive. I spent almost a month, on your dollar, at a Ramada Inn
and then rented a two bedroom town house with just barely enough
furnishing to sit and sleep. The rent was quite high and I was only
there for five nights a week, on Fridays I lit a shuck for West
Virginia! I decided to buy a medium-sized camping trailer. I found
an excellent buy in a used RV only a few years old. Good beds, a
large full bath and nice kitchen in 26 feet of recreational vehicle,
just perfect for me!
One problem, My automobile was a Volkswagen Campmobile and it sure
wouldn't pull the Trailer. The only solution was to talk my oldest
son into towing the camper to Virginia. I only mentioned that beer
was on sale for $1.25 a six-pack at the Piggly-Wiggly just a few
miles from the site on which I was going to put my trailer. A friend
owned a trailer court in Hopewell, It was restricted to long term
Mobile Homes with no kid. He put me in a spot just behind his 3 car
garage and right beside the door to his recreation room! His
swimming pool just a few steps away.
Bryan agreed that he and a friend would pull my trailer to Virginia.
Their plan was that after dropping the trailer they would buy all
the $1.25 beer they could haul back to West Virginia in the truck.
The trip over was uneventful, the truck ran well and the trailer
followed along nicely! We spotted the RV on site and the boys
immediately headed for the Piggly - Wiggly. Imagine their chagrin
when they discovered that the sale ended that very Saturday night
and to add insult to injury it was 12:05AM Sunday when they entered
the store. They were refused, even after begging! They left
broken-hearted, several hundred dollars of un-spendable beer money
in their pockets, their grinning pet hound dog sitting in the seat
between them, each accusing the other of dilly-dallying around and
missing the Saturday night beer cut-off!
I kept the RV until years after retirement when we bought a Motor
Home. The boys after several years consented to using the trailer
for hunting trips with the grinning hound dog! They brought the beer
with them!
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