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Prior to this with the Joe B. Webb Circus my folks slept in a pup tent which was rolled up and tossed on top of the pole wagon each morning. My cradle was part of the sword box borrowed from the side show. |
Monday, August 06, 2012
Home Sweet Home! #7
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The fact that you were born in Lancaster, Mo, (were you born on the Hall property?) and that "My cradle was part of the sword box borrowed from the side show" makes you real circus!
That statement rivals the opening line of that great circus novel "Gus the Great." It should be the opening line of your autobiography!
Buckles--an important request: could you provide more ID's to today's house trailers and their owners (and all posts). We all known your dad wrote on the back of his pictures!
Dick Flint
Baltimore
Wallace Bros. Circus 1940.
Sawry, Dick. Even our Blogmeister cannot top: "Elephants had been buried on that land.."
Not even "Tom, no answer" beats it. It is a matter of record that not one person who has ever read the first paragraph of Gus failed to finish it.
But Buckles' line certainly beats the opening line in my own autobio: "I was a seventy dollar baby; thirty-five for the doctor and thirty-five for my mother to stay a week in the hospital."
Buckles: You had a funny story about your early days living in # 57 but I forget who lived in the other end- maybe the MacIntosh girls?
Flo MacIntosh loved to tell the story about the time I was hurriedly climbing up into the compartment when I suddenly befouled myself and even left some remnants on the steps.
A bit later she saw me standing in the doorway nude from the waist down exclaiming, "Colonel! what happened to that poop?"
A voice inside answered, "I cleaned it up. Why, were you saving it?
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