My dad's parents lived on Cotton Street in Commerce and his sister lived next door. The boys slept over at their older sister's house next door and the girls slept at their parent's house.
One night my dad and some of his friend decided to slip off to the picture show downtown. They knew that their dad went to sleep early and they could slip off without him ever knowing what they had done.
They went to the show and watched a movie and walked back home. On the way they found an old stoggie and decided that they would light it up since none of them had ever smoked one before.
Just before they got home the put the cigar out and continued on home smiling that they had out smarted their dad. When they got to their sister's house they climbed into the bedroom window when my dad went to climb in something grabbed a hold of his legs. When he turned around and slid back to the ground, there was his dad looking him in the eye.
Okay boys, where have you been and what were you smoking. My dad knew that it was better if they told him what they had done, because he knew it would be worse if they told him a lie.
After their whipping and punishment they never wanted to sneak off without letting their dad know where they were going to be going.
Palmer Waters
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