I decided that after picking up and hauling 8 bags of trash off the river bottom I would just go for a ride in the country. Any savings I had from not smoking has been absorbed by gas for these now compulsive day trips! Fortunatly there is rural country in every direction. I washed off the river mud and put on my old hat and some overalls and headed north. I ended up taking the old dirt road down to our family grave yard. I cleaned up my maw maw and paw paw's graves a bit and looked at some of the graves of my relatives who used to stomp around the same forests, swamps and bayous i do today.
My family arrived here just a few decades after the Alabama-Coushatta indian tribe and many of the tribal members are relatives and friends. Here is my great, great maw maw who was married to another old Ezekiel!
Our family grave yard Blue Water is only accessible during times of little to no rain by truck preferably. You have to cross wooden bridges and sometimes the road is washed out completely. Luckily the county had made one of their rare appearances to grade and replace bits of missing roadway. This gave me an excuse to finally go see the other graveyard (Menard) that my family for some reason had never visited to my knowledge.
There was a story in my family that my maw maw, (named Sallie Oliver,) was so small when she was born that nobody expected her to live so they stuck her in a tiny little shoe box and gave her to granny Moore to either save or bury. She lived obviously, since here I am! So anyway I wandered around the creepy old Menard graveyard and visited the other side of my family.
I took the battle worn logging road out of the cemetary which popped me out by the indian reservation so I went to see if Emmett Batise, (the former chief and my old math teacher,) was there but he was dead which seemed to be the theme of the day!
So I drove down to the ranch and took a few pictures.
To top off a perfectly morbid day I went for a walk down Ghost Road. This place has a hell of a history but I will spare you. If you're bored look up Ghost Road in Saratoga, Texas on Google! Here's me walking the Ghost Road! I was actually gonna take a picture of me coming and stuck the camera on my truck bed, but the timer went off early, so here's me going!
Bye Bye! Dont Smoke....................or Toke! :).......or Poke!
