Page 35 - Updated Newspaper Minister Alex Schwengle
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30 AWEMainta Dialuna, 08 Juni 2015
My Good WRITING about my youth and safety purposes left the lights on, (also
Friend so that the donkeys which (seemed)
Guy growing up, I would not be complete if were in charge of the Frenchman Pass)
I did not mention my good friend “Guy”. “on their leisure” could clear the road.
By Roland W. Peterson Guy was a man who worked (fished) I was more than happy, because I
many years with my father and whom I wondered if the old pick-up would
loved and always cherished during my survive a psychical encounter with a
growing up years. donkey.
I have pulled off many jokes with Guy
and some were downright dangerous. When the donkeys reached the pick-up,
I am a little timid to write about them, one of them stuck its head (in a frolic
because I am scared someone else would way) through the window next to Guy
repeat them. and started to utter a loud bray.
It was awful to see and even more awful
One morning before dawn, I was sitting to hear. Guy who was fast asleep did not
between my father and Guy in the cabin wake up. He did not give a budge.
of my father’s old pick up on our way to Slowly the donkeys pulled away and
Malmok. walked on.
When we reached Pos Chikito, we had to
make a detour through the Frenchman- We exited the Frenchman Pass on the
Pass. (They were working on the main Westside (Mondi Fierno) and were in
Road.) Santa Cruz on our way to Malmok, when
Guy suddenly woke up and said with a
It was pretty dark as we entered the loud voice: ”Ya hear da” referring to the
Frenchman-Pass.. braying of the donkey.
Suddenly there were 5 or 6 donkeys in
the middle of the road. So my father Whenever I think of Guy”s retarded
(who was an experienced driver) reaction I have to laugh.
brought the pick-up to a stop, but for
