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SUSAN RAN ALONG THE BANK CALLING “DADDY DON'T GO! COME BACK DADDY! COME BACK!” SHE HAD TO STOP AS SHE CAME TO THE EDGE OF THE WATER. SHE STOOD THERE CRYING AS HER DADDY MOTORED OFF INTO THE MIST. SHE JUST KNEW SHE WOULD NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.

 

THIS WAS THE DREAM SHE WAS TELLING ME ABOUT AS WE SAT ON THE PORCH OF THE CABIN AT CADDO LAKE WAITING FOR OUR FRIENDS TO ARRIVE FOR A WEEKEND FISHING TRIP. MY WIFE JOHNNIE, MY DAUGHTERS SUSAN AND ANGELA, AND MYSELF HAD GONE DOWN A DAY EARLY AND HAD RENTED THE TWO CABINS AT TUCKERS CAMP. WE WERE SITTING OUT ON THE FRONT PORCH EATING BREAKFAST AND ENJOYING A BRIGHT NEW DAY. DON, BOB AND DENNY, THREE OF OUR FRIENDS, WERE COMING DOWN TODAY.  AS WE FINISHED EATING SUSAN WAS TELLING ME SHE WISHED I WOULDN'T GO ON THE LAKE THIS TRIP. “SUSAN YOU KNOW I'M NOT SUPERSTITIOUS. THAT WAS JUST A DREAM YOU HAD. NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME. I'VE FISHED CADDO ALL MY LIFE. I DON'T GET LOST ON CADDO LAKE. BESIDES THERE'S NO PLACE ON CADDO THAT LOOKS LIKE A TUNNEL AS YOU DESCRIBED FROM YOUR DREAM. I'LL BE ALRIGHT. DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.”

 

IN A LITTLE WHILE THE GUYS ARRIVED, ALL "GUNG HO" FOR SOME FISHING. IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG TO PUT THE BOATS INTO THE WATER AND BE OUT ON THE LAKE FISHING. WE HAD A GOOD MORNING AND CAUGHT LOTS OF FISH. WE CAME IN ABOUT NOON AND CLEANED OUR FISH AND HAD A BIG FISH FRY FOR LUNCH. THAT AFTERNOON JOHNNIE AND I WERE GOING TO BREAM FISH FOR BAIT FOR  MY LIMB LINES. WE ASK SUSAN AND ANGELA TO GO HELP US CATCH SOME BAIT. BUT SUSAN SAID NOTHING ON THIS EARTH COULD GET HER IN THAT BOAT THIS WEEKEND. SHE HAD BEEN TALKING TO ANGELA ABOUT HER DREAM AND HAD HER SPOOKED ALSO. SO JOHNNIE AND I WENT BY OURSELVES. WE CAUGHT OUR BAIT AND GOT ALL 24 LIMB LINES BAITED. THEN WE BASS FISHED UNTIL DARK. WHEN WE CAME IN SUSAN AND ANGELA WERE SITTING ON THE PORCH CRYING. WE ASKED THEM WHY THEY WERE CRYING AND ANGELA SAID SUSAN TOLD HER THE REASON WE WEREN'T BACK BEFORE DARK WAS BECAUSE WE HAD GONE OFF THROUGH THIS TUNNEL OF CYPRESS TREES IN A MIST JUST LIKE IN HER DREAM AND COULDN'T FIND OUR WAY BACK. SUSAN YOU QUITE TELLING YOUR LITTLE SISTER THINGS LIKE THAT! YOU KNOW HOW EASY IT IS TO UP SET HER. I TOLD YOU NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME. “I'VE BEEN ON THIS LAKE AFTER DARK. IN THE RAIN, IN THE FOG, AND EVERYTHING ELSE AND I HAVE NEVER BEEN LOST SO FORGET ABOUT THAT DREAM.”

 

JUST BEFORE DAYLIGHT THE NEXT DAY A FRONT MOVED IN AND THE MORNING DAWNED COLD AND DREARY. THERE WAS A HEAVY FOG OVER EVERYTHING. WHEN IT CAME TIME TO RUN THE LINES NO ONE WANTED TO GO BUT I KNEW WE WOULD HAVE SOME CATFISH ON OUR LINES. BESIDES I HAD TO TAKE THEM UP BECAUSE WE WERE GOING HOME LATTER THAT DAY. I TOLD THEM I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD SUCH A BUNCH OF SCAREDY CATS FOR FISHING BUDDIES. I'LL JUST GO BY MYSELF. YOU KNOW THE WIND OF ANGER BLOWS OUT THE LAMP OF INTELLIGENCE. MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE WAITED FOR THE FOG TO LIFT. BUT I DIDN'T. AS I WAS LEAVING THE CABIN I NOTICED SUSAN STANDING TO ONE SIDE LOOKING SCARED. I TOLD HER NOT TO WORRY I WOULD BE BACK IN A LITTLE WHILE. I WENT DOWN TO MY BOAT AND STARTED FOR THE LIMB LINES. THE FOG WAS SO THICK I COULDN'T SEE MORE THAN A COUPLE OF BOAT LENGTHS IN FRONT OF ME BUT I KNEW WERE I WAS GOING AND HOW TO GET THERE. AS I ENTERED MOSSY BREAKS IN THE HEAVY FOG I THOUGHT THIS IS JUST LIKE SUSAN DESCRIBED FROM HER DREAM. BUT I'M NOT SUPERSTITIOUS LIKE MY FRIEND RAY. HE EVEN BELIEVES IN VOODOO. BUT THAT'S A WHOLE NOTHER STORY FOR A DIFFERENT TIME.

 

WELL I MADE IT THROUGH MOSSY BREAKS TO MY LINES WITHOUT ANY PROBLEM. TO BE TRUTHFUL I WAS A LITTLE UP TIGHT UNTIL I GOT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT TUNNEL. I HAD A WHOLE FIVE GALLON BUCKET FULL OF NICE CATFISH AND ONE FLATHEAD THAT WOULD GO OVER 20 POUNDS. BY THE TIME I FINISHED TAKING UP MY LINES THE FOG HAD LIFTED AND I COULD SEE A GOOD 100 YARDS. I FELT A WHOLE LOT BETTER ABOUT GOING BACK THROUGH THAT TUNNEL. AS I GOT TO THE MOUTH OF MOSSY BREAKS I SLOWED DOWN AND LOOKED THROUGH THE CYPRESS TREES AND COULDN'T SEE ANYTHING WRONG SO I STARTED ON. ABOUT HALF WAY THROUGH THE MOTOR DIED! I THOUGHT I WOULD DIE! NOW WHAT? I SAID TO MYSELF. I KNEW I HAD PLENTY OF GAS AND MY MOTOR IS FAIRLY NEW. IT HAS NEVER GIVEN ME ANY TROUBLE. I CHECKED TO SEE IF MY GAS LINE HAD COME LOOSE. IT WAS ALRIGHT. I CHECKED EVERYTHING I KNEW TO CHECK AND COULD FIND NO REASON FOR THE MOTOR TO DIE OR WHY IT WOULDN'T START NOW. I KEPT TELLING MYSELF THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS VOODOO AND IT'S NOT A FULL MOON AND I'M NOT SUPERSTITIOUS ANYWAY.

 

I SAT THERE AND WONDERED IF I WOULD EVER SEE SUSAN AGAIN. NOW STOP THAT! I TOLD MYSELF. I GOT MY LUCKY RABBIT'S FOOT I KEEP HIDDEN IN THE BOTTOM OF MY TACKLE BOX OUT AND RUBBED IT. JUST IN CASE YOU KNOW. I TRIED THE MOTOR AND THIS TIME IT STARTED. I PUT MY RABBIT'S FOOT BACK IN THE BOTTOM OF MY TACKLE BOX SO NO ONE WOULD SEE IT AND GET THE WRONG IDEA. I'M NOT SUPERSTITIOUS.!

 

WHEN I GOT BACK TO CAMP EVERYONE WAS DOWN AT THE DOCK WAITING FOR ME. I ASK WHY EVERYONE WAS STANDING AROUND. “WE WERE TRYING TO DECIDE WHETHER TO COME LOOKING FOR YOU OR NOT.” “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT.” I ASK?  DON SAID, “WELL SUSAN TOLD US ABOUT HER DREAM AND WE WERE AFRAID YOU MIGHT BE IN TROUBLE.” “I DIDN'T THINK YOU GUYS WERE SUPERSTITIOUS.” “WE'RE NOT.” BOB SAID. “BUT YOU NEVER KNOW.” “DENNY YOU'RE THE ONLY SANE ONE HERE. COME HELP ME CLEAN THESE CATFISH AND I'LL GIVE YOU HALF OF THEM.”

 

AS DENNY AND I WERE CLEANING THE FISH WE WERE ALMOST THROUGH WHEN WE WEIGHED THE FLATHEAD AND HE WEIGHED 26 POUNDS. “THAT'S GOING TO BE SOME FINE EATING.” DENNY SAID. WE HAD ALL THE FISH CLEANED BUT ONE. HE HAD FALLEN ON THE GROUND NEXT TO THE CLEANING TABLE. WHEN DENNY BENT OVER TO PICK IT UP THE GOLD CHAIN HE WEARS AROUND HIS NECK FELL OUT OF HIS SHIRT AND THERE ON THE CHAIN WAS A MINIATURE GOLDEN RABBITS FOOT. “OH NO DENNY! NOT YOU TOO!”  “DOES THIS MEAN I DON'T GET HALF THE FISH?” DENNY ASK? “NO DENNY, YOU HELPED CLEAN THEM SO YOU GET HALF.”

 

AS WE WERE LOADING THE PICKUP TO GO HOME WE HAD EVERYTHING BUT MY TACKLE BOX LOADED. I ASK SUSAN TO HAND IT UP TO ME SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO JUMP DOWN OUT OF THE BED OF THE PICKUP AFTER IT. EVERYONE ELSE WAS LOADED AND STANDING AROUND WATCHING ME LOAD. AS SUSAN PICKED UP MY TACKLE BOX THE LID CAME OPEN AND SPILLED EVERYTHING OUT ONTO THE GROUND. “OH NO!” I SAID, AS I JUMPED DOWN. BUT BEFORE I GOT TO THE SPILLED TACKLE SUSAN REACHED DOWN INTO THE MESS AND PICKED UP MY RABBITS FOOT AND SAID, “DADDY WHAT'S THIS?” EVERYONE SAW WHAT SHE WAS HOLDING UP. I KNEW IT WAS GOING TO BE A LONG TIME BEFORE I HEARD THE LAST OF THIS FROM EVERYONE INCLUDING SUSAN.

 

  BY LOREN MOORE

COPYRIGHT 1999

 

 

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