One Sabbath

This is for my David. He mentioned that he would like me to post some stories of when I was a girl .
Let me start out by saying, that we didn't tell a lot of stories when you kids were growing up. I guess I never thought any of you really wanted to have stories, as you all were so busy, just ...growing up.
I am very pleased that David has shown an interest... so here goes.. and if you all make comments, to let me know you at least read them, I will continue.

One Sabbath


I must have been maybe 4 or 5.
One fall afternoon, as the sun was reaching it highest point in the sky, I looked up to see some beautifully fluffy white clouds, just lazily coasting across the rich blue sky that rested over our wonderful peaceful Norther California ranch.
My brothers Lyle and Marvin had been playing inside the barn, that dad had built, some 30 years earlier. I contemplated going in and joining the fun, but I knew that if we got caught, Dad would really be mad at us. You see... it was the Sabbath, which meant we would not be doing any work on that day, except what was needed to take care of our milk cows, chickens and pigs. We were suppose to be resting. We could play, but not be too rambunctious.
I chose to stay where I was, Laying, on the side of the embankment resting and looking up at the clouds. I was just a stones throw from our barn.

I could hear my brothers jumping from the rafter in the barn, and knew they were landing in the loose hay, that was used to feed our cows, while we milked them.
They were only suppose to be in the barn, on the Sabbath, to cleaning it, after the cows had been milked, and had left their" gifts", as cows will do. So I knew they were being bad, but I was not going to be bad, I was going to be good.

Dad was in the house, laying across the foot of his double bed, and his feet propped up on the window sill. He was snoring full blast, so we knew he was not going to be up for at least another half hour.
The boys came running out of the barn.
Lyle was chasing Marvin.
No doubt Marvin had teased his younger brother, and that called for a good smack on the back, if he were to be caught.
Lyle did catch him and laid a big old smack on him, and he fell down in the dirt in the barnyard. That made Marvin mad and he got up and started chasing Lyle down behind the barn. That made me laugh, because marvin had cow poop on his clothes.
Lyle was a lot faster runner than Marvin, as Marvin was Pigeon-toed, and would stumble all over himself when he tried to run in a hurry.
Marvin finally gave up, walked back up the hill, and slid under the barbed wire fence, and sat down beside me.
Marvin told me he hatted Lyle, and wished he were dead. I told him.. "ya.. but you looked really funny when you fell down in the cow poop", and we both started laughing, and laughing.
Lyle was down behind the barn, peeking around it, to see where Marvin was and when he noticed we were laughing, he stared running toward us laughing too.
All was forgiven and everyone was friends again.