Lying here thinking back over the years since my wife Sherry and I met, I recall a particular summer evening. Sherry, my son T.J., and I went out for a drive and were just out horsing around when we decided to go to Veterans Park and feed the ducks and geese.

When you live in Klamath Falls Or. Veterans Park is at the south end of town where they have fixed it up with water lights, and an old steam locomotive for a tourist attraction, to go along with Crater Lake National Park, just sixty miles north of us.

That evening we brought some bread to feed the ducks with, and to talk with my son as he was having hard times then.
We got through feeding all the water fowl, then T.J. and I were standing by the car discussing a few things, when Sherry yells out “ I’m going to catch a goose” I laughed and said, “ you better leave them things alone they can be pretty mean.” I’ve seen honkers whip many good bird dogs.

Sherry wondered off and was gone a while, when we heard a high pitched scream, “I got him, I got Him!”
She appeared with a huge Canadian Honker in her arms waddling across the park towards us, and came right up to T.J. and I. The goose was looking around like he had no idea of what to do.

Anybody else would have been torn up, but here he was in Sherry’s arms twisting his head around looking like “Oh crap what the h _ _ _ do I do?” T.J. said, “Dad, she’s crazy.” He has hunted geese and has seen just how mean they can get.
T.J. and I were busting a gut laughing at her and her goose when T.J. noticed that Sherry had ripped out her pants big time. From that point on we were laughing uncontrollably.

T.J. said that Sherry was crazy enough to be in the family so I better marry her.

By: James Grimes
4/16/09

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