This was our third annual trip and Carson has anticipated it for months, commenting on it every time we pass.
This year was better than last year. It seemed more peaceful and serene; as a Nativity scene ought to be. There was the usual host of participants, all warm and toasty beneath their oversized robes that did a pretty good job of concealing their choice of insulation. However I did detect some Carrhart overalls peeking from underneath one of the shepherd’s cloaks. The donkey was silent as were the sheep and goats.
Last year was a different story….
They have a donkey that is a very fine specimen; his coat is as soft as cashmere and his ears long and fluffy. Carson loves the donkey. Last year we stepped up to the fence and pulled the carrots from our pockets and offered them to the donkey. Just as he started to nibble it from Carson’s fingers, we hear a voice! “I’ll show ya what he really likes” We turn to see one of Catlettsburg’s more colorful characters, in a dirty denim jacket with a Marlboro dangling from his lip. He tells Carson to "put that carrot away and watch this!"
He pulls a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and offers one to the donkey, complete with filter. A few in the crowd look on in amazement at this. He proceeds to feed it about three more as we try to politely sneak away. Carson tells Mommy what just happened and we don’t stick around much longer. Kinda hard to explain to a then three year old what just unfolded without having to further explain the word “STUPIDITY”
So we just left it at that.Carson still remembered throughout the year ‘that man that gave the donkey a cigarette’
This year we did didn’t have to relive that episode. (But we did find out that the donkey belonged to him) Maybe next year the donkey will be sporting a Nicoderm patch on his inner front leg.
Merry Christmas
1 comment:
DUDE! We must have missed each other by minutes! I was there and saw that guy too. What a bizarre episode!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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