Friday, November 24, 2017
The Van Winkle Cabin
Mom would stand no more!
The crazy uncles given their
Thanksgiving Dinner in the
Van Winkle Cabin.
Actually, it wasn't called
that right away.
But the first year after their
usual screaming quarrel, was.
Mike was the Liberal, Heck,
the Conservative.
Both several notches to the
Left and Right of Vlad Lenin
and Adolf Hitler, respectively.
When everyone in the house
pitched in and cleaned up,
a freak rainstorm almost
drowned out the untiring pair.
Then, graveyard quiet from the cabin.
And Mom sent sane sons, Jeff
and Blake to check for massive
blown fuses.
They reported the combatants
asleep, but, of course, all of
Science knows they continue
in suspended animation.
To awake every Thanksgiving Season.
The Historical Museum had wanted
the cabin before, but Mom had
resisted. Her great great great
grandparents having built it in the
stupendous Land Rush.
But the prospect of moving away the
yearly acid buffoonery of the crazy uncles
forced her, for family peace, to give it to
Dr Abernathy, Curator, in a nice ceremony.
The subsequent move on flatbed truck
disturbed no slumbers.
The physicians of Mercy Regional have
figured a way to revive them each
Thanksgiving Week.
Their unfailing fire boosting Museum giving
by a yearly 28 percent.
Labels: American Left, American Right, Historical Society, Hitler, insane relatives, Lenin, political argument, ruined dinners, Thanksgiving Dinner
