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Date:12/19/2014 8:32:10 AM
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Pa and Moonshine, Part III
"Makin' their way,
The only way they know how,
That's just a little bit more,
Than the law will allow." -- The Dukes of Hazard Theme
One day while Pa was watching the still, he became bored and decided to do a little target shooting with his pistol. I never did think to ask him the caliber of his pistol. I do know that he had a shoulder holster for it. I am made to think that it was of a smaller caliber; one that would not be easily noticable. A .32 or .22 caliber I should think; one that would be sufficient to kill the rats, squirrels, chipmunks, and any other vermin that would frequent a corn-fed still and still be readily concealable. Besides killing rodents, a handgun was a good thing to have around an illegal still amongst competitor bootleggers.
Anyways, Pa stepped out of the moonshine shack, lined up with a tree along the path, and emptied the revolver. He heard crashing in the underbrush and he thought that it must've been a deer. Later, when he went home, his father asked him if he had seen anything unusual during his time at the shack. My Pa told my grandfather what had happened and then ol' Tuffel (my grandfather) told him that the county sheriff and a "revenuer" had been told of a still in that area and had come west from Oconto to investigate. They made the trip down the tracks and down the path to the shack and as they approached the still they saw a young man come out of the shack and shoot at them. They high-tailed it out of there and that, as they say, was that.
Years after Prohibition, my Pa and his old accomplice, Tom Burdick, visited the old moonshine shack. The shack had been built in a hexagonal fashion, and the six posts were still standing. Pa, for whatever reason, pulled out that same little pistol and aimed a shot at the nearest pole. A split-second later Tom grunted as something hit his heavy overcoat. It turned out that the bullet must have ricocheted off each and every of the six posts and then, almost spent, collided with Tom Burdick. Tom wrested the pistol away from Pa and said, "That's enough of that!"
So ended that particular episode in the life of Pa Truckey, the founder of La Ferme Sabloneuse. -- Gary
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