She had a lot of two dollar bills she’d saved over the years. She kept ’em in an old pocketbook. It was just stuffed full. A coon started coming down their chimley and a getting into their sweet taters and stuff. They couldn’t figure out exactly what was going on until that coon got in her pocketbook and strowed two dollar bills all over the house!
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Oh goodness, I have laughed at this posting and all the comments……makes me think of funny times with old folks (I can say that now cause I are one, hahaha) hiding there money everywhere. In cans, jars, buried or in mattresses, just anywhere they could stash a few dollars. Love and prayers to all of you and Granny and Little Mamas too.
I couldn’t have enjoyed Nine Brides and Granny Hite one bit more! This was the first book I’ve listened to and I couldn’t wait for Friday night, after supper, so I could sit back and listen. I could listen for a long time. My eyesight is getting worse and I also have ADHD, and listening to someone reading sweet books like this one, is such a joy.
Can’t wait til the next one!
My son was born in 1976, our Bicentennial Year. He was gifted at birth with quite a number of Bicentennial $2 bills and coins. I still have them here somewhere.
Bold little thing wasn’t he?
I sure hated to see Granny Hite come to an end. Loved all the chapters but last nights was just special. Thank you for picking that book. Can’t wait to see what you pick for next week and the Christmas book you are doing the shorts from is going to be a good one. Have a great day everyone!!
Never had a wild animal get in my house, but I had a lizard get in from my patio last summer. They are fast as greased lightening! It was a few hours of hide and seek with him, but I finally cornered him near the sliding glass door and swooshed him out with my broom. He lay dazed on the patio for a few minutes and I was sure I had killed him, but he finally came back to life and scooted away. Whew!!! Talk about nerve wracking! LOL!
One of our neighbors gave our daughter a $2 bill and she still has it along with some of the sweet notes that sweet neighbor wrote to her many years ago. Our neighbor lived to be 99 years old. We miss Merle a lot.
I have heard of people having pet coons. They all said the were very mischievous. My Daddy like to tell this story when we would past by an old country store that was there when he was growing up. He would tell about the store owner having a pet coon and a big tom cat. He said the coon liked to lay in the sun on the window sill of the large front window. He said one day the cat decided to join the coon, and then laugh and say the last anyone saw of the cat he was running 90 mph across a field beside the store trying to run faster. I have ate roasted coon and it was good. Someone mentioned having a pet coon named Rufus, I have read a children’s book about a boy having a pet coon, I think the book title was Rufus. Daddy also told me he spent the first dollar he every made at this store. After my Daddy’s health got bad, I would ask him to ride with me if I was going to Anderson, SC and take him through the Saylors Crossroad/Mt. Bethel Church community of Anderson County. This is where he was raised. I think doing this brought him a lot of joy. I would give a pretty penny to be able to do this again with him. Enjoy your family while you can.
I knew an old woman who, when she died, had stashed money in old cans under her kitchen sink and also inside round curtain rods. Her kids also found money in all her old clothing pockets. My mother also had dollar bills stashed in all her stored purses and bathrobe pockets. Prayers for Granny ongoing. Can’t wait for the next book you’ll be reading!
After my Grandmother died, her children also found money hid in pockets of her clothes and some pocketbooks. It was not large amounts, just a few dollars here and there. Their home burned after they died and I have wondered if she had money hid in other places that was never found. I have always heard it said that the previous owner of my Grandparents property had hid money in jars buried in the yard. If true, it was never found. With my luck it would be Confederate money!
Three days in a row with no link in my emails. Is this like ‘three strikes and I’m out’? Maybe I need to re subscribe. I had traps for muskrats when I was a kid and caught a racoon. I killed it and asked Dad if you could eat coons. He said, “I reckon you can eat about anything you kill. Some people even eat snakes.” I roasted it and ate it. No one else in the family would consider it. It took me at least two days – maybe three to finish it.
Jackie-it shows the emails are being sent to you on my end. Look in your junk or spam folder I bet they are going in there 🙂 Sometimes that happens.
I’ve saved $2 bills ever since I was a kid. You can still get them from the bank also. Just ask for them.
As a kid, we ate Raccoon, squirrel, rabbits, groundhogs. Baroque coon was really good. That’s what I would have done. Caught him in a cage and we would him for supper.
That coon was a greedy old thing..wouldn’t stop until he found the money.
Enjoyed your readings of Granny Hite. I’m sure the next book is going to be awesome!
Blessings and prayers for all.
No coons in the house but…My son and his wife ordered an area rug a couple years back. When it arrived and they unrolled it in their living room, out came a flying squirrel. Between the kids and his wife screaming and running, the dog barking, and my son trying to catch the darn thing as it jumped from window curtains to window curtains—that must have been a sight to see! We had a bat in our house once. It flew in through an open screen door. I was the one hollering that night. Lol.
Brenda, I remember my Grandparents getting chimney sweeps in one of their chimneys for a fireplace that was no longer used. The chimney did not have a cover to keep the birds out. Grandaddy would just build a small fire in the fireplace and it wouldn’t be long before the birds decided they needed to be somewhere else.
My grandmother had a pigeon come down the chimney and mess up her parlor real good. She tried to swat it with a broom but it kept circling and scattering soot everywhere. She had to clean everything, ceiling to floor, including curtains and rug.
Randy and Gene- your posts made me remember how a bird came down our chimney once. We had an anthracite coal stove at that time and this black bird had to come down the chimney and then down a small tube or pipe to get into the stove. We didn’t have a fire built at the time. My husband was down in the basement and kept hearing a pecking noise. That black bird was sitting inside and pecking on the glass door of the stove. There was no way for it to get back up the chimney. My husband opened our basement door and finally got it out. That was a freaky thing to hear and see. Lol
All kinds of wildlife can get brave, bold, friendly, willful (pick one) with less encouragement than we usually think. Some of them even like money if it is shiny. I had not heard or read “strowed” in a very long time but know just what it means. Got me curious now about what, if any, relationship to KJV “strawed” in the phrase “reaping where I have not strawed”. Anyway, I expect “strowed” is in DSME but I speculate “strawed” is not. Asking blessings for Granny, whatever she wants that would bless her most.
Recall an occurrence of a coon in the chimney only once; fortunately, he didn’t come down into the house. Still made enough of a mess as it was! No doubt, $2 bills still carry a bit of fascination with many of us today. I guess, because when folks get em’ • they keep ‘em’ instead of using them in our normal cash dealings and allowing them to stay in circulation. I have a couple with different colored seals on them – green seems much more common than the red or blue. I think an “uncut sheet” from the mint would make an interesting “wall hanging” – or a least an interesting conversation piece ……. Ya’ll stay warm, now!
We called them pocketbooks instead of purses too. Chimley and chimbley are both used in my family. Strowed too. Some of our relatives in Virginia would pronounce house as “hose” with a soft ‘s’ because that side of the family came out of Scotland.
I’ve had coons get in our out buildings and under our house a few times, there’s a lot of coons in these hills, also lots of opossums.
I’ve never had a raccoon in my home, but my daughter had a baby squirrel get in her house one time. She told me they had no idea how it got in unless it came in when they took their dogs out and left the door cracked open. She said her daughter had just woke up to go to the bathroom and as she started down the hall there was the baby squirrel in the middle of the hallway. Her daughter screamed, the baby squirrel made a scream noise. My daughter said she came out of her room to see both her daughter and the little squirrel as each ran the opposite direction of each other. She said it was such a funny site, she just stood there laughing until one of their dogs caught site of the little squirrel, then she figured she better rescue it. After searching everywhere possible she noticed her husband had one of their dogs outside and he left the door slightly opened. She figured the baby squirrel must had found the door open enough to get back outside because they never saw or found it again. Needless to say, since then they all make sure to close their doors completely shut after that baby squirrel ordeal.
That’s hilarious! Here’s one for ya- there was an old gal in some town and she was known as PENNY ANNIE. When she died “they” found all sorts of money she had stashed and hidden. I recently heard of a veteran living by a freeway who has his daughter take him shopping occasionally, but prefers living in the woods and keeping his money as well as a simple life that’s perfect and good for him! I Don’t try to figure out others because it wasted my time and gave me a headache. I got a best friend who is a literal lifelong bachelor millionaire who eats “prefabricated” egg rolls and cheap processed crap food because he’s TOO CHEAP to eat steak or even buy sneakers. Seriously, he’s tighter than Dick’s hatband!! Meanwhile, I’m living eating high on the hog and trying NOT to eat “prefabricated food.” I’m like the Army-“smoke em if you got em!” In other words don’t “deprive” yourself waiting on your relatives to put you in the dirt and spend your cash you lived in poverty to save up… you’ll be dead and they will party it up on your dimes!!! Lol
Sadie you are exactly right. Can’t take it with you, enjoy it while you can. Have a blessed day.
Never had a coon in the house but did have a skunk and a screech owl….neither one pleasant experiences..
Carolyn
My daddy used to say “chimley”, this made me smile and brought back memories. Thank you for sharing this today.
My husband’s Grandmother always said “chimley.” Thanks for the sweet memory.
Carolyn M.
I myself say chimley. It won’t be long ’til I too will be only a smile and a pleasant memory.
Chimley is pronounced almost identically by some British citizens. Mistakenly? My ancestry is 90% Scottish and British. Have we retained portions of a language that came here perhaps more than 300 years only to lose it in a couple of generations? It makes me sad!
Homogeneity is bland!
You would often here that pronunciation in country areas here in the U.K but it seems to have died out like many other things over the last 30 years or so. Very bland today as you say.
So funny! We had a pet raccoon when I was a kid . He was an orphan we found in the yard. His name was Rufus. He could open the screen door and more than once he He got an egg out of the kitchen and would take it outside to eat it. He got so big we had to take him to my grandpa’s house who live in the woods. Grandpa would not let him in the house (his screen door used an old fashioned pulley and weight). so it was too heavy to open . Eventually, Rufus went back into the wild.
Is there such a dish as raccoon stew?!
Good story.
Wishing everyone a restful, peaceful, fun weekend as we count the days down to Christmas Day.
I don’t know about raccoon stew, but a coon roasted up with carrots and onions and taters like you would a beef roast makes fine eating.
God bless Granny Louzine Wilson with healing and health in Jesus name
I finger that coon made a big gomm ater hit stroked ‘at stuff out.
We just loved the final chapter. Also saw the Christmas shorty. I have carried a $2.00, crispy I might say, for a long time. They are different and a collectable. Can’t wait for the next Friday’s read. So glad to see Granny’s progress you keep giving us and look forward to hearing it as long as you give it. Praying for her as always, God Bless you guys.