When I was 8 or so, my entire family, including grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins visited Glacier National Park. While there, my mom, aunt, older sister and two cousins went on a ten-mile hike with a guide as there were bears in the area. The guide told us that if we made enough noise, we would scare bears from the trail and would be kept safe.My cousin, who is one year younger than me had taught me a marching poem (I don't know if this was actually used by soldiers, but that's beside the point) that goes like this:
Left
Left
I left my wife with 49 kids and a bottle of milk 'cuz I thought it was
Right
Right
Right for my country and whoop-dee-doo
Repeat
We marched up the entire mountain, repeating this to, um, keep the bears away.
I was on a walk this evening when I thought of this memory and couldn't help but repeat this as I was walking. So, there I was 25 years old marching...I mean walking...down a dirt road in Lincoln Nebraska to this march poem/song. Good thing I was in farm land!
When I was in girls camp we sang it "left my wife with 49 kids and only one hamburger left"... funny. :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I like this post. One childhood memory that I have with you is when Sarah Odekirk and I decorated your room for your birthday. We decided to hide in there to surprise you. When you opened the door you yelled "I knew it!" I guess you heard us making plans with your mom. I miss the old days.
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