Saturday, May 27, 2006

A Story to Read

Jim at his blog posted this picture and suggested anyone could make up a story about it if they wanted to. This old building is located in Camilla, Texas. He thought it might be a post office, but who knows? So here is my story. All fictional of course!

Oh, yes I remember the story about this place well. Many years ago there was a house that stood about 100 yards from this building where a couple lived for many years. They were commonly called by those that knew them as "Aunt Gertrude" and Uncle Edward." They had been married for about 25 years and they never had children. As a rule Aunt Gertrude was easy to get her feelings hurt and she would get mad at Uncle Edward for days on end and not speak to him, after he had done something to get her feather's all ruffled up. She would huff and puff and not speak a word to him until she got over her mad spell.

Really Uncle Edward didn't mean to make her so mad, he was just naturally clumsy and somewhat "slow" at times. One time he forgot and left the gate open to the garden and the cows got in and really made a mess of things. She stayed mad for a week over that incident even though he told her several times how sorry he was. That whole week she refused to speak to him.

Then one day he messed up big time. Aunt Gertrude had been planning on going to a quilting bee for some time. This would be an all day event. She got up early and Uncle Edward took her over to the neighbor's house and dropped her off. He would return later that day to pick her up. On the way back home he saw their pig "Albert" in the neighbor's corn field rooting around. The pig had been there before and his neighbor told him that if it happened again there would be trouble. Just about the time he started to get down from the buggy and go chase the pig, along came another man, Mr. Bill Winkler. Bill had tried to buy Albert the pig on several occasions but Uncle Edward wouldn't sell. At that particular time though, with the pig being in the neighbor's corn field again and Uncle Edward not wanting any trouble he told Mr. Winkler that he could have the pig for $2. It was agreed upon and he helped him catch the pig. Then Mr. Winkler paid him the $2 and left with "Albert." Later on that day when Uncle Edward was out by the barn he saw his pig "Albert" in the pig lot rooting around. It turned out that Albert hadn't been the pig in the corn field after all and he had sold a pig that belonged to someone else!!

Well to make a long story shorter, there was trouble and he ended up having to pay his neighbor twice as much for the pig he sold as he had gotten for Albert. So even though he still had Albert he was out $2. When Aunt Gertrude found out she had a real conniption! She was so mad and she turned redder than a beet and she gave him a good chewing out. For two whole weeks she refused to speak to Uncle Edward.

After that Uncle Edward started building this building. She didn't pay much attention to it. She figured he was building a new hen house or work shed or something like that. He worked on it over the winter and finally got it finished. He then built a single bunkbed in it and took one straight back chair out there. Then he took Aunt Gertrude out and showed her the building explaining that he had built it for her; "You get mad at me and won't speak to me while you are mad, so I made you a place to come to where you can pout all you want to. This is officially "Gertrude's Pout House."


Blogger Jimmy said...

Good story and funny too!

6:35 PM  
Blogger Jim said...

Thanks, Rachel, I love your story! I could never write something like that, it was soooo funny, yet it seemed so real too.
We are in North Louisiana today again. We spent the night in the D'Arbone park, north of Ruston, La, west of Farmerville.
It was for Mrs. Jim's family reunion. We did visit with a few of my blog fans and maybe I picked up a few more readers.

10:10 AM  
Blogger Rachel said...

Meeting blog friends, how great!!

10:37 AM  
Blogger OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

This is a GREAT story Rachel! Bravo...and that is a wonderful name for that little hiuse...LOL...sometimes I wish I had a pout house...well, maybe I'll just build me one.

5:15 PM  
Blogger Jamie Dawn said...

That's a goodie!
I could just picture that couple. Your story has good imagery and it made me feel sorry for Edward.
Gertrude's Pout House... I LOVE that!

5:38 PM  
Blogger Cliff Morrow said...

That's not a made up story Rachel... I know these people. They live in Nebraska now.

6:20 AM  
Blogger Abandoned in Pasadena said...

Rachel...that was a wonderful story and I could imagine everything that was going on in my head, as I read it.

You are very good at storytelling.

We used to have a pout house many years ago.

7:44 AM  
Blogger David said...

Good story indeed. I have no clue where Camilla, Tx is - afterall it is a big state. What a neat little building and you wonder what really went on in there over the years.

8:07 AM  

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