Christmas Eve with Brother and The Family
Honey, we had a fine Christmas Eve. I wish y’all coulda been there. Brother brought his blue tick hounds and let them run the foxes and child, did they run? I coulda listened to them all night. It’s just the prettiest music you ever did hear. If you ain’t heard blue ticks chasing foxes, you just ain’t lived child. Of course, Sister and Guthrie was there and Uncle Bud and Aunt Almer. They was a crowd of us setting on the porch listening to that sweet music. When I get to heaven I hope they have a bunch of them fox hunting dogs waiting on me. If they don’t, I might turn tail and go in the other direction.
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Honey, you shoulda been here on the mountain for Christmas. We would have loved to have you stay a spell and visit with us. We do have a good time when everybody is behaving and not getting on each others nerves. Brother brought all his fox dogs over on Christmas Eve and we all sat out on the porch till after midnight listening to them dogs. They made the prettiest music. Sister and Guthrie and all their younguns and uncle Bud and Aunt Elmer was all there. Uncle Earl and Aunt Bertie heard all them fox dogs yodeling and they come on over too. Child we had a porch full.
Of course, all the younguns was running around playing hide and seek, and climbing trees or fighting. Even them old Green boys come down out of the woods to set with us. Sister was pretty content and that is something new for Sister. I think she was so tired from getting ready for Christmas that she didn’t have any meanness left in her. She didn’t once tell me to shut my mouth. I had pecan pies and pumpkin pies and apple cakes and all the good hot coffee anybody could drink, and child they did eat and drink. It’s a good thing I had all that stuff cooked and ready.
Brother finally got out his fox horn and called them old blue hounds in and child, I hated for him to do that. There’s nothing I like better than listening to them old hounds yodeling across the mountain. Brother said he would have kept them out all night but he had to git home and get his younguns Santa Claus under the tree. Of course he had his younguns with him. Brother don’t usually get in no hurry. He can be as slow as the day is long, don’t nothin ruffle his feathers. But argue, Brother does love to argue. He don’t call it fussing. Honey, he’ll say, I’m not fussing, I’m just trying to get you to see the light. And child, you might as well shut up.
Daisy was at home wrapping the presents while Brother had the younguns out of the house. Now, y’all don’t know Daisy but she is one to keep Brother in line. When she says jump. Brother says, how high? Daisy don’t let brother get away with pea turkey. I’m right glad he found Daisy. Brother was a tooter when he was coming up. You couldn’t tell Brother nothing, cause he knowed it all. Honey, the company he would keep, Mama always told him, if you lay down with dogs you’ll sure as hell get up with fleas. But Brother didn’t care if he got up with fleas. That youngun was wilder than homade sin.
Anyway, I wanted to tell y’all about how we’re doing on the mountain and let y’all know you’re welcome to come over and see us anytime you’re coming in our direction. You don’t have to call and if the doors open just come on in and make yourself at home.