Story behind the Squirrel
Schools out for the summer and the pavement is steaming from the humidity. The kids on our street were playing hopscotch, jumping rope, riding bikes and buying ice cream from the Good Humor Ice Cream truck. My dad finished cutting the grass and decided to light the grill.
My mom called a few friends to come by and eat with us. Andrea, Tasha and I heard our mom call us to come to the back yard. She asked if we could guess what the meat was that my dads friend Phil brought to go on the grill. We were clueless. Meanwhile, mom started bringing side dishes while dad was tending to all the meat. When, all of it was cooked we sat down at our picnic table. Dad cooked ribs, burgers, brats and of course the peculiar looking meat that Phil brought which turned out to be Squirrel. It was curled up, greasy and smelled terrible. I looked over my shoulder for our dogs, Butch and Buddy whom was starring at us. And, I tossed it to them, they sniffed and pawed at it and walked away. I, laughed.The next morning the meat was still out where the dogs left it. So I picked it up and throw it away in the garbage can.
Later that week Phil came by and asked me, " How did I like the squirrel". I replied, " It was nothing like I ever had before".