Wednesday, May 5, 2010

PLANES, PEARLS AND FARM EQUIPMENT

I just got off the phone with my mother (age 90) and learned the most hysterical fact about her. I have no idea how THIS golden nugget escaped attention all these years, but we laughed so hard together, her throat started aching and we were both coughing. Good times...

Apparently, during her marriage to "Stevie" (before my Dad), who was a pilot, they had a plane. On occasion, Stevie would take Mom flying over southern Ohio on the weekends. Nice...

Anyway, one afternoon, he flew her over her brother, Jim McCoy's, spread. Mother wanted her JimmieBoy to know that it was HER in that plane over their property so she did the only thing a clear-thinking woman could do. She threw her necklace, a double strand of pearls, out of the plane and onto his property!!! HER PEARLS!!!!

It turns out that Jim never discovered the pearls or that Mom and Stevie were the obnoxious sounding, low-flying airplane in the sky that afternoon.

Mother and I tried to figure out what happened to the pearls. She surmised that they probably landed in a nearby corn field, probably dangling from a stalk of corn, and "some old farmer walking through his field found them". He would have little to no explanation on why pearls were hanging from his corn, with no evidence of anyone having been there. He would hang the pearls on the steering column in his truck or tractor and his wife would find them there. She would accusingly ask him where he got those dangblasted pearls that are in his dangblasted truck. He would say, "I found them in the corn field, honey". Of course, she would not believe him...who would? And then, after the scandal of her leaving him and the ensuing divorce, the other farmers would mockingly ask him if he was planting another crop of pearl corn....

Ahhhhh....my mom....she continues to surprise me.....especially when I thought I knew EVERYTHING about her!

Wendy, Wendy, Wendy....


7 comments:

Rachel said...

Weekend flying...in pearls? Your mother is a Woman of Elegant Leisure!

The Katzbox said...

@Rachel: HAHAHAHAAHH....oh yes. Well put.

Diane said...

ok...I snuck a peek at your blog on my break at work. I've been smiling ever since, thanks to this post. I love your momma. And I love you.
I am enthralled with the story of the pearls and the farmer. That one might need writing up further and with a few more twists and details. Mind if I take a shot?

The Katzbox said...

Diane-I would be honored...and I KNOW Mom would be. Go for it girlfriend!!!

Emmy Slusser said...

Is there any question as to why I want to name this baby "Wendy?" I think this story says it all! I cannot believe it has gone this long untold. . . what a wonderful one you unearthed, mom! . .. or, un-shucked.

The Katzbox said...

Courtesy of Duck...she reminded Mother of it at lunch the other day and Mom said, "Oh yea, I had forgotten..."

Puhleese.....

And please, the opportunity to keep saying the name, "Wendy", is simply priceless...

Stephanie Jette said...

hahahaha Gammy's great!!