Saturday Night in Haigler - Dallas

When I was a lot younger and more resilient at about age 13 – 14, I stayed home this one Saturday night due to not feeling well.

As you know, my friends were in town with devious minds at planning and hatching mischievous plans. The plan was to go to the Sackett’s house and steal watermelons. This happened on a full moon night and the stars were shining brightly. Several candidates were a part of this ensemble.

Talent followed these grown men (the adults) as they were dignitaries and guests at the Sackett house. They were lying in wait… Amongst the soap weeds and the watermelon patch. Shotguns were brandished and the barrels of the shotguns should have glistened in the moonlight. Waiting… Waiting… and waiting, there were chortles underbreath, with occasional levity amongst them.

The younger paraded up the back pasture way, seeking to get closer to the hilltop where the Sackett house was located. As they got closer and closer, the men stood up and fired with the shotguns. Kaboom! Kaboom! and Kaboom! As the youngsters turned and ran away, there was another Kaboom. Excited and running – full of emotions, they ran through barbed wire fences with pandemonium and ultimate paranoia being present.

The adults chortled with glee and levity carried through the night still air. Hah, Hah, Hah! The youngsters were frightened for their lives, and I was not even there physically, but by proxy, I was there. Whew!!! What is the plan now???

Yes, Saturday Night in Haigler, there were not many dull moments held by anyone!

--Submitted by Dallas Adams