Saturday, October 15, 2022

Museums and Outhouses Near Cartersville

Today I was in a comic book shop. I overheard the owner and a customer talk about the museums in Cartersville: The Tellus Museum and the Booth Western Museum. The comic book shop owner said his dad lived across the street from the man who built both the Booth and Tellus Museums. But he died and his father found him. I butted in and asked did he live in Cartersville. He said no, he lived in White, Georgia. I jumped into the conversation I told him when I think of White, Georgia, I think of the time we went hunting Christmas morning before daylight. (stop me if you heard this story). It was about 1959 or 60. The plan was for two of us to ride on the hood on the old country roads nearby. and when our headlights paralyze a rabbit or deer or something we would shoot. We had no luck and headed for home. Near downtoen White Georgia we had a flat and had no spare. We sat in the car and try to get some sleep. As daylight came in we saw we were parked in front of a country home on a bank over the road. I said, “Look! They have an outhouse up above the house!” Larry, the driver, said he was going to use that outhouse. Larry loved to take dumps in outhouses. As he got out of the car we tried to talk him out of it. He ignored us and climbed the hill beside their house and climb the other small hill to the outhouse, went in and shut the door. The rest of us sat in the car and talked sharing the latest gossip and so on. Then I saw a little old lady in a house coat and holding a newspaper walk towards the outhouse. We were rolling in giggles. We were speechless. The little old lady opened the outhouse door and was about to step in when she looked up and dropped her newspaper. Out sprung Larry trying to pullup his pants with one hand and scratching his forehead with the other. When Larry was embarrassed he always scratched his forehead to hide his face. He jumped into the car, turned on the motor and fled away, with a flat. Lucky enough a service station was just down the road, who eventually saved the day, but that is another long story.

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