Good Ol' Boys

GOBGB : A Currituck Christmas

Editor’s Note:?Per tradition, I?make every attempt to run the following holiday oriented column on the Sunday preceding Christmas. This year is no exception. Please remember those less fortunate in these difficult financial times. Merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year from my family to yours!

Our two worthies are nowhere to be found…

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through LeRoy’s house

Not a creature was stirring, not even LaVerne, his spouse;

Their stockings were hung by the old wood stove with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

Buckshot and Magnum kenneled snug in their beds;

While visions of ducks and geese danced about in their heads;

LaVerne in her ‘kerchief, and LeRoy in his cap,
Had just settled down for an afternoon nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
LeRoy sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window he flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and nearly ripped off the sash.

The afternoon sun, hung on the horizon way down low

Dimly lighting the scene which was playing out below,

When, what to LeRoy’s wondering eyes should appear,

But an old Blue Chevy, packed full of hunting gear,

With a porkchop of a driver, neither lively nor quick,

LeRoy knew in an instance, this wasn’t St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his hunting companions they came,

He whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Benelli! now, Browning! now, Buckley and Ruger!

On, Savage! on Stevens! on, Remington and Lugar!

To the top of the dog box! on over the sidewalls!

Now kennel up! kennel up! kennel up all!”

As the sound waters driven before the nor’easter they fly,

Leaving mudflats for miles, barren and dry,

So into the dog box, the
gun dogs they flew,

With a bag full of decoys, and Ol’ Bubba too.

Leroy heard Bubba exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

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