We
didn’t have the Chipper Invitational Golf Tournament this year. It
wasn’t a good summer for anything that takes place outdoors, for one
thing. Just too danged hot.
For another, people we knew all over the world by internet or pen
pals were having a tough time surviving any disaster du jour.
Thirdly, it just wasn’t a good year to celebrate Doc’s legendary pet
squirrel. Chipper came to life several years ago when Doc placed an
ad in The Valley Weekly Miracle offering a reward for finding his
missing pet squirrel. Five dollars and fifty cents.
Since it’s really hard to find a non-existent squirrel, even in the
best squirrel habitat, the reward money went unclaimed, but our
valley got a new story and legend and laugh. [to top of second
column]
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The Chipper Invitational Gold
Tournament came about to raise money for charity. Doc and the guys
each took a shovel and a t-bar fence post and walked out onto a farm
for a ways and then dug a shovel’s worth of dirt, slammed in the
t-post, and taped a number to it. Multiply by eighteen, and our golf
course was born.
Each year “Chipper” would pick
another farm, and the legend grew.
So this year we had to be content with raising our coffee mugs to
the best non-existent squirrel a valley ever had, and look forward
to a better summer for fun next year.
[Text from file received from
Slim Randles] |