tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980839499656899433.post2722927204101155961..comments2024-03-28T04:09:48.918-05:00Comments on Nebraska Outback: Slow and Steady Wins the RaceNebraska Outbackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04484706032559191520noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980839499656899433.post-13735511011482960522010-09-26T11:20:07.040-05:002010-09-26T11:20:07.040-05:00After reading the blog post, mom just called to re...After reading the blog post, mom just called to relay a story. This is the home my dad brought my mom to after their marriage. She and dad were married in October, I believe 1958. <br /><br />An old Sandhills tradition is the Chivaree. Late one night, mom and dad were awakened by a crowd of people intent on welcoming the newly married couple with some fun and games. Upon hearing the crowd in the downstairs, my dad locked the door heading upstairs into the attic, which was their bedroom. Not to be thwarted, the visitors placed a ladder to the south window - the same one The Mister is seen painting in the above picture.<br /><br />Once in the bedroom, the revelers took my mom's newly made flannel nightgown and dressed dad in it. Their next trick was to throw him in the stock tank, but they had to chase him halfway through the Sandhills to get it done. I understand the hand-made nightgown didn't survive the ordeal.<br /><br />Later, my mom was using the "facilities" (since the house had no indoor plumbing, this consisted of an outhouse). While inside, she heard whispered "we can't right now, I just saw her go in there." The plan was to tip over the outhouse, but they were polite enough to wait until it was unoccupied.<br /><br />Thanks for the stories mom!Nebraska Outbackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04484706032559191520noreply@blogger.com