A Fourth of July to Remember
Yep, it was one of those days. Have you ever put yourself in a situation that you knew dang good and well that you shouldn’t be in to begin with. That’s how Tina and I’s Fourth of July went. We had agreed to go with two other couples and spend the day boating on Lake Ft. Gibson which would include an afternoon stop for a picnic sponsored by the “Elks” club, an organization that really does some great work for our veterans that Tina and I are members of, and then watch the fireworks from the lake. Now this normally would have been a really pleasant day, but not this weekend. I should have had sense enough to politely make an exit when Ira, a good friend of mine for the last several years, showed up at eight o’clock in the morning already drinking rum. But oh no, common sense just sometimes seems to evade me. Well needless to say by the time we pulled around to the picnic, things were getting interesting. Now you have to picture this in your mind. We are on our other friends (not Ira’s) 34 ft. cabin cruiser which is a pretty good size boat. We nose up to shore and the bow plank is extending about four foot over the bank and about six foot high off the ground. Everyone is exiting off the back of the boat in about four foot of water and wading up on shore. Now Ira, already pretty much in his own little world by now, puts on his life preserver goes full steam off the bow plank and does a swan dive as if he is in the middle of the lake, head first into the rocky bank, lands with a thud, then rolls back down the bank and begins floating away. Great way to introduce your friend to fellow “Elks” members. Well as much as I wanted to let him float away, I mumbled and grumbled my way out in the lake and drug him back up to shore. After checking him over for broken bones, and I must say the good Lord takes care of fools and drunks, we grabbed a quick burger and loaded back up on the boat for the second half of the days drama. Everyone by then had pretty much agreed that watching the fireworks from the lake with Ira on the boat wasn’t going to happen. We cruised back around the lake to dock the boat and being the good responsible friend, as much as it killed me, I volunteered to take Ira and his date back to my house rather that let him try to drive home. Determined not to let the day be completely spoiled I decided to build a bon fire in the back yard and watch the fireworks display put on by our neighbors. I was sure that by dark Ira would be passed out on the couch and we would be safe. NO SUCH LUCK. After we started the bon fire, he fell into it twice, and finally passed out on the ground with his arms wrapped around my chocolate lab whispering sweet nothings into her ear. I guess you could say he really went to the dogs.
The moral of this story. If your friend shows up at your house at 8 o’clock in the morning with a glass of brown liquid in his hand instead of coffee, don’t answer the door; Boats and drunks don’t mix; and enough liquor will even make a real dog seem like a beauty queen.
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