My father
The topic of Big Brutus came up again tonight.Big Brutus was the world’s largest steam shovel used down in southeastern KS, to strip mine. It was electrical and stands 16 stories high. My father has always wanted to go and stop by to see this monstrosity when we’re on our way to Arkansas. Of course, he’s been overruled by all of the family. It’s been a sore spot so much that Santa even leaves him stuff under the Christmas tree, taunting him.
Tonight, we’re playing cards over at Verne’s house and she says to my brain damaged father, “I’m still waiting for Big Brutus.”
“Oh yeah. We’ll go. Just you and I. I’ll be damned if anyone of my family wants to with us. It’ll be a cold day in hell before I take them down there. We’ll take pictures and lots of pictures. We might even help them paint it too. The hell with ‘em.”
I’m convinced my laughter could be heard two houses down.
posted by Rusty @ 8:05 PM
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