el gato Nine Lives .. true tales only !
for no damn reason at all - death decided to ‘cut you some slack ‘ 🏴☠️🦎
The original photo was just an iconic image you can see at bottom of this tale & ‘TrainTime is AnyTime’ is a wise soothsaying I replaced with a Religious Admonishment. Perhaps a family photo of an ancestors gravestone will replace it and why not eh .. but i kinda like the Church Photo too & also shot a video clip of it as it’s a pretty cool ticker tape !
But this attempt at an actual ‘newsletter’ as initially seen in a Section of my Site since deleted - is an attempt to generate & help along a freewheeling response & exchange of ‘wildass tellings’ - & a well deserved ‘h/t’ to pal Ralph Birkhoff in Tobago with his brilliant Love & Artistic Savant Vidya. Ralph stirred the pot and/or reinvigorated the ‘telling of this topic’ way back ‘in the way before’. His was a stunning Story he knew from early Whistler days, as it became an actual Village🦎🏴☠️
My altruistic streak suggests ‘several similar strong preferences’ - ie Keep your ‘telling / legend’ as close to 1-3 minute maximum ‘reading time’ 1,000 words OR SO..
Also, unless it’s so astonishing ‘it MUST BE TOLD longer !’ The absurdly insane miraculously SPARED must have had absolutely ZERO SAY IN THE MATTER !
My Main Publication here - The Salamander Horde is Fueled By Curiosity.. love & trust in Serendipity, Happenstance, Synchronicity, Blind Luck & an ethic of Live Life - Play Fair .. Altruism & Go Big Or Don’t Go ! 🏴☠️🦎🇨🇦
I’ll dip into the Nines Lives essay for my most excellent son Dylan .. As It was written from actual Event-Title into a sketched out Draft & it’s grown to The Eighteen or Nineteen Lives Essay of mine, stored elsewhere ! Yes really ! So I’ll bolt one of those in periodically if this takes off with comps & props re astonishing such ‘not my day to die.. & nobody can explain why Death cut me some slack.. & so I was just along for the ride’ .. ie your words.. your way of telling. Yes to ‘if you heard it from the horses mouth’ & it didn’t happen to you - the obvious stipulation though.. as ‘true as being there in the actual moment as possible’ - take us there - paint us in as witnesses haha ! The ‘setting(s) are crucial - so like I said.. ‘freewheeling’
My 1st CONTRIBUTION ? to start this off ?
#1 Wuz in a graveyard with family age 3 or 4 playin with pal Patrick O’Neil on th pedestal of a rather tall granite cross tombstone.. ok climbing all over it.. ? There was blur of sky then a ‘hard film cut’ to blackness.. & soon th sound of Pat reciting Our Father Who Art In Heaven.. so I lifts my face to heaven much as I could out - up & outta th fresh black consecrated Catholic dirt.. He comes back with ‘the ADULTS’. At 3 I’m mebbe as thick as my head & 25 lbs or so I figure.. th cross about a foot thick & really rough hewn pretty & mebbe 8 - 10 feet height on top of the 2 foot pedestal (hey I appreciate nice stonework eh !)
Yes - the women got the holy moly thing off of me on pure adrenaline & off to the hospital / big emergency - guess there was an imprint of me left behind in the mound of good earth - buried alive, face down..
Could not walk or even talk.. or squawk .. but soonly later did so again & then cast off the cane, still have scar above the hip - rough granite tattoo - (blame my periodic sciatica on that but found how to git relief but ain’t always quickly either) - for years after.. my Aunt Martha would always push that cross off its pedestal & politely tell the Cemetary Superintendent as she departed..
Finally, the police suggested they fix it properly.. duh !
Thirteen years later I took an amazing flight aka ‘barn fall from hell’ but that’s another Nine Lives ‘Tale or Telling’ - with three witnesses (two still living) & in the immortal words of Clint Eastwood - from his film ‘The Outlaw Josie Wales’ - ‘Dyin is a hard way of makin a living.. kid’
Words to the Wise !
so BY ALL MEANS ! Drop a COMMENT / Legend / Telling ! Or tag me & Tell !🦎🏴☠️
so remember please - TrainTime is AnyTime
THE END.. so to speak eh !