Watermelon Patches……… reminds me of the time about 6 of us decided to steal some watermelons at a farmers patch out at Possum Trot…..We snuck up and all were about to get a watermelon………about that time the farmer came out with a shotgun and fired ……..We all grabbed the first one we could and got away…..all of us had small ones except Phil Bradley and he had a big one……..He bragged and said nobody was gonna get any of his watermelon……guess what….. his was green as a gourd…..he didn’t get any of ours either.
Swimmin……..we used to hitch a ride from Greenfield to the middle fork of the Obion River toward Sharon to swim and dive off the bridge pillar……Mr. Clarence Herron had a farm down in the Kimery neighborhood but lived in town……Mr. Clarence was known for picking up riders and taking them on down to his farm…….I had heard this told and one day he picked us up in his A Model truck…….I got in the seat next to him and 2 friends got in the back………We were intending to get out at the Kimery
road but Mr. Clarence turned and didn’t stop…….I reached over and turned the engine off and took the key and pitched it in the middle of the
road and we all went running…..