My Wife and Kids Visiting the Ozarks . . .
Last Redoubt of Western Civilization?
My wife finally took some photos and some time to forward the images to me. The picture above is of the Great Wall of the Ozarks. The wall was never finished, which explains how we hillbillies originally got in . . .
Sa-Rah and En-Uk Practice Sign Language
Preparing to communicate with my local hillbilly relatives, my children rehearse the intricate semaphore of sock, tissy, phone -- or something like that, some sort of pidgen language developed for intercommunication . . .
En-Uk Takes a First Step
Hardest of the steps to take in establishing contact with the resident hillbillies is that initial step!
Ritual Bath: En-Uk and Sa-Rah Adjust the Holy Goggles
Before outsiders can be fully trusted, they must undergo "some farcical aquatic ceremony," a ridiculous event that is taken very seriously and never ridiculed.
Trusted Members of the Tribe
En-Uk and Sa-Rah now belong to my Ozark Family! Sun-Ae's fate remains obscure to the camera, but the smiles seem friendly enough . . .
Labels: Arkansas, Family, Humor, Ozark Mountains
posted by Horace Jeffery Hodges @ 6:49 AM
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2 Comments:
En-Uk and Sun-ae are looking over my shoulder, but she says she will write later. We are just too busy visiting, fishing, ATV riding, and WII tournaments. Sa-Rah is taking a nap.
Sorry you are there in your lonely abode, slaving away at your work, and possibly drowning your sorrows in your bottomless bottle.
Cran
I have no bottomless bottle, thank God!
Jeffery Hodges
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