Honest. We’ll get to some humor, but first something to think about. A news report the other day said that First Republic Bank was in trouble again. Share prices are sinking because people are pulling their cash out of the bank.
When things get scary in the financial world, an impulse is to get our money before it’s lost. On a personal level that might be wise, but consider what a run on a bank does to the overall economy. Things are precarious right now, so what if everyone just said, “Let’s wait. Let’s not upset the balance and maybe push is into a recession, or worse.”
Could we maybe do that?
Okay. Commentary over. Now some fun with a story about good ol’ Windy from Slim Randles.
But first:
As the recessional played and Reverend Jeff opened the church doors before shaking hands with his parishioners, he was surprised to discover he wasn’t the first one there.
“Mornin’ Rev!”
“Uh, good morning … Alphonse.”
Yes, it was Alphonse “Windy” Wilson, his boots cleaned and a bulldogger Western tie on his pearl-snap shirt, grinning broadly.
He stood next to the minister as the parishioners came past, one by one, and shook Jeff’s hand. Then they shook Windy’s hand … because there it was, outstretched and ready for a shake.
“Bless you,” Windy said. “And a happy May Day!”
“Thank you, Windy,” said Mavis.
“And … you know why they call it May Day …?
But Mavis was already gone and Windy was already through three more handshakes. These folks were in a hurry.
“Yo Doc … you know why they call it May Day?”
But Doc and Mrs. Doc were already halfway to their car.
“I don’t know about you, Rev,” Windy whispered, “but these folks are sure in a hurry. Fills me with a consternation at their respirational souls.”
Reverend Jeff just nodded and kept shaking hands. Then everyone was gone, and it was just Jeff and Windy at the top of the steps.
“They sure move on out, don’t they? Beats me how you can corral ‘em long enough to sermonize ‘em.”
“That’s easy, Windy,” Jeff said. “I shut the door.”
“Have to try that … one of these days.”
“So tell me,” said the smiling minister, “why do they call it May Day?”
“Ah shoot! They got me so flustercated I plumb forgot.”
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Slim Randles is a veteran newspaperman, hunting guide, cowboy and dog musher. He was a feature writer and columnist for The Anchorage Daily News for 10 years and guided hunters in the Alaska Range and the Talkeetna Mountains. A resident of New Mexico now for more than 30 years, Randles is the prize-winning author of a dozen books, and is host of two podcasts and a television program.
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That’s all from me for today folks. Do you have fun things planned for the weekend? Mine will be quiet. Maybe some quilting will be happening. Whatever you are going to do, be safe and be happy.