All of Ben Dykstra!!!
When Dwight Roth of Rothpoetry commented on this old post it caused me to read it again and I laughed so hard that I had to reblog it again. Who can’t use a good laugh? Thanks, Dwight, for bringing it to mind again. (Be sure to read the part about the church bulletin snafus…the part about dad is just an intro to it.)
Every region has its own vernacular and sometimes we are not aware of how familiar terms of our childhood might be to others. My dad was a farmer/rancher in South Dakota where a low-lying field or land near a river was called a “bottom.” My dad loved a good joke, but not so much when it was on him; thus, while we laughed until we were ill, he never cracked a smile as he read the following news in The Murdo Coyote, our local small-town newspaper: “The men are busy this week moving dirt on Ben Dykstra’s bottom.”
One local wit was heard to observe that his bottom must be a sizeable one to afford that amount of activity for that length of time.
Another small town diversion, other than the local newspaper, was the church bulletin. Typed and mimeographed by a volunteer before the age of the…
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Thanks for the Saturday morning after Thanksgiving laughs. Probably worked off some of the Thanksgiving dinner calories. Love those Church Ladies with Typewriters!
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It was impossible for me not to laugh aloud. I kept thinking the next one would be less funny, but that never happened. Yes, feels good.
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Wonderful.
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Hahaha! These are absolutely hilarious. Thanks for sharing and the smiles. I hope you don’t mind me sharing this?
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