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Gradyville Goose brings back memories of goose-stepping drllls

Uncle made his 'platoon,' the author, then a teenage boy, drill with porch broom in lieu of rifle, while older brother stood on the sidelines and laughed; this was same uncle who sometimes made his wife drive him up and down Meridian, while he, as Napoleon, waved to his subjects. He was born raising hell.
By Mach (Righty) Schnell
(Probably a pseudonym)
The recent photo of the Gradyville street-walking goose brought back memories of my misspent youth.

My youngest uncle was born raising hell and after hitting the shores of Europe in the fall of 1944, about the time he turned 19 and just in time for the Battle of the Bulge, he was a sure-'nuf certified nutso wild child.


By the time I was teenager, he had turned 40 and had calmed down a little bit but would still take a drink of any given amount on any given occasion. Granny, of course, would take up for her baby boy and say, "Oh, it's just his nerves, you know." Little did Granny suspect it was the nerve medicine, if you get my drift.

At any rate, when Uncle would come home to visit Granny, he would take great delight in making his platoon -- that would be me -- do a bit of close order drill on those hot summer afternoons, complete with a ratty old porch broom in place of a rifle.

Uncle would then march me up the road, making me goosestep every foot of the way, to Brother's driveway and then up the hill to Brother's house, with him bellowing forth with HUP-TWO-THREE-FOUR at the top of his quite impressive lungs.

Now remember that Uncle and Brother were close to the same age and had run around together a lot in their own misspent youths. Anyway, Brother would hear the ruckus about the time Uncle bellowed the second HUP-TWO and would come out his patio to watch the fun, that is, me having my raggedy ass goosestepped down the road and up the driveway at a high rate of speed.

By the time Uncle had marched me up the patio and given the At Ease command, Brother would be rolling around on the patio, laughing, crying from laughing, holding his sides, wheezing, gasping for air and laughing all the more.

All I can say is that I'm damn glad somebody found it funny! LOL!!

And you'd better be glad the picture wasn't of a duck.
Just in case you're wondering: yep, this is the same Uncle who on occasion would get the notion he was Napoleon -- a 6'3", blonde, blue-eyed, barrel-chested Napoleon. Yes, Unc really would, on occasion, think he was Napoleon and demand that his long-suffering wife drive him up and down Meridian St., at that time the main north-south drag in Indianapolis, so he could wave to his subjects.


This story was posted on 2006-03-07 18:00:00
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The Gradyville Goose, who inspired a very, very funny story



2006-03-06 - Gradyville, Adair CO, KY - Photo Frances Salyers. Travelling against the traffic west on KY 80 in downtown Gradyville, this determined goose took up residence in the parking lot at the D & F Grocery in downtown Gradyville this morning. It has been well received by the membership at the store. The goose-stepping goose inspired the accompanying store, which has more to do with growing up than with geese or Gradyville.
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