BRRRRRRRRRR !!!!!!!!

I don't mind too much a little cold weather, you know, just enough to kill off the ticks and fleas etc but this stuff that just blew in yesturday is NOT for a southern boy like me !! I grew up in South Florida , living for several years on an island in the Florida Keys. Later on, after leaving home at 15 , I made my home in Texas. I never could understand the mentality of winter sports like sking, sledding and such . Give me a warm southern breeze and a cold iced tea any day.

Speaking of winter sports, I am reminded for something from my trucking days. Just a few years back, I was trucking along down the highway one day listening to the old CB radio. I overheard a couple of truckers from up in Minnesota talking about ice fishing. They were quite excited about it, and looking forward to spending some time ice fishing when they returned home. Well, after listening for awhile, I just had to comment. I keyed that microphone and said " Break 19, for the ice fishermen ". Well, one of them said " go ahead" so I gave them my opinion of the sport of ice fishing. I said " I remember one time down in South Texas, we had one of those Alberta Clippers come blowing thru one winter and the temp. dropped down into the teens. Now don't misunderstand, it gets cold in South Texas. But this was an extremely rare thing for it to get THAT cold. It got so cold that our favorite fishing hole froze over solid. Well, an ex - brother in law and I decided we would try our hand at this thing called ice fishing. Neither one of us had ever actually done it before but both thought it would be fun." One of the Minnesota truckers asked if we enjoyed it. I replied ," Nope didn't like it at all ! " Well , he seemed suprised at my answer. He asked, "What didn't you like about it ?" I answered," Well, we went out there on the ice with an axe and started chopping a hole in the ice. After chopping for about 2 hours, we were both exhausted and still didn't have a hole large enough to get the boat in so we gave up and went home. " Still to this day I don't know what those yankee boys were laughing at as they faded out of radio range.

Gotta run, I'm getting old and it's almost my nap time. Via Con Dios,

DM