Voices are not talking to me,
Voices do not talk to me, I have to ask questions and it gets confusing. I never Really get a good answer to the questions I ask. For example, How many ducks do you know that can fly? Let me count them, There was Donald and Daffy, Daisy and Dimples and the Duck of England that played Polo.
There is a group that fly north every spring and south again in the fall, There was a group that came to visit in Rapid City, but since they were no longer welcome, they flew away. There was a family of Ducks that lived west of Lead SD in a valley called Terry, Gulch, But only one of them could fly and as I remember, he worked for North West Airlines and the family all moved to California somewhere.
I heard about a duck that jumped off one of the taller building in Central City, thinking he could fly, but he couldn’t. He had a bad limp from that day on and he was from the Ducklund family and they ran a Dairy and delivered milk eggs and stuff like that. He was a scout leader and worked for the Home Stake mines in the assay office. He quit that job and found a singing job in Chicago or New York and we never heard any more about him.
A guy named Duckmayer, ran for public office some years back. But wasn’t elected, so he became a Banker some where in the area. I remember he had a sister that was a used car sales person, an expert in cars with back seats. He actually had four sisters, all well known for their acts of kindness to young men. No, I didn’t say that, it’s one of your own thoughts.
An old friend, of a friend, that knew a guy, who was carpenter, that had a girl friend, that was called “Ducky”. Or maybe it was “Quacky”. (Ducky Quacky), that is a hell of a name for a girl to have. She drove a big long Quack-a-lack automobile, all black.
A guy named Homer, who never belonged to any family, but he knew how to cook a duck, better and faster than anyone else. It was good but you had to watch out for the feathers when eating it. Feathers were left on as they tickled and made the people laugh while eating the meal and others thought they were really enjoying the duck. I never could swallow those duck feet myself, they kept getting stuck
in my throat.
Once there was a new restaurant in Deadwood, next to Chicken Louie’s place on lower main Street, that specialized in cooking geese, duck, coon and other wild things. But a fire burnt it down the second night it was open. It was said the cooking fire wasn’t completely out and the birds flapping their wings got it started again. That’
Voices do not talk to me, I have to ask questions and it gets confusing. I never Really get a good answer to the questions I ask. For example, How many ducks do you know that can fly? Let me count them, There was Donald and Daffy, Daisy and Dimples and the Duck of England that played Polo.
There is a group that fly north every spring and south again in the fall, There was a group that came to visit in Rapid City, but since they were no longer welcome, they flew away. There was a family of Ducks that lived west of Lead SD in a valley called Terry, Gulch, But only one of them could fly and as I remember, he worked for North West Airlines and the family all moved to California somewhere.
I heard about a duck that jumped off one of the taller building in Central City, thinking he could fly, but he couldn’t. He had a bad limp from that day on and he was from the Ducklund family and they ran a Dairy and delivered milk eggs and stuff like that. He was a scout leader and worked for the Home Stake mines in the assay office. He quit that job and found a singing job in Chicago or New York and we never heard any more about him.
A guy named Duckmayer, ran for public office some years back. But wasn’t elected, so he became a Banker some where in the area. I remember he had a sister that was a used car sales person, an expert in cars with back seats. He actually had four sisters, all well known for their acts of kindness to young men. No, I didn’t say that, it’s one of your own thoughts.
An old friend, of a friend, that knew a guy, who was carpenter, that had a girl friend, that was called “Ducky”. Or maybe it was “Quacky”. (Ducky Quacky), that is a hell of a name for a girl to have. She drove a big long Quack-a-lack automobile, all black.
A guy named Homer, who never belonged to any family, but he knew how to cook a duck, better and faster than anyone else. It was good but you had to watch out for the feathers when eating it. Feathers were left on as they tickled and made the people laugh while eating the meal and others thought they were really enjoying the duck. I never could swallow those duck feet myself, they kept getting stuck
in my throat.
Once there was a new restaurant in Deadwood, next to Chicken Louie’s place on lower main Street, that specialized in cooking geese, duck, coon and other wild things. But a fire burnt it down the second night it was open. It was said the cooking fire wasn’t completely out and the birds flapping their wings got it started again. That’
This was what Chicken Louie said: Some people think Louie put a match to it, as he didn’t like the competition being so close to his restaurant.
That was the same year that they had the trial for Jack McCall and found him not guilty and set him free, Jack was tried many times and finally found to be guilty. Jack shot Wild Bill In the back room of a saloon in Deadwood. Old Bill has had some what of a Problem keeping a head stone on his grave, people just didn’t know the stone is what keeps old Bill in the ground. Other wise, he would be down on main street shooting tourists. Jack got hung, but not in Deadwood.
Back in those early years, there was a place called the Duck-Inn and it was ran by a Chinese family, I have heard that everything on their menu was duck related. When the Deadwood Fathers outlawed rice. The Inn and their café went out of business. You can contact “Lee Wong” at Wong’s grocery, for more information!
Hey, if you want a history lesion, go to the library and get a book. I can’t teach You all this stuff on the salary that I get. I get $ 450.00 a month which doesn’t come close to the fifty thousand that teacher’s say just isn’t enough. And a lot of them still can’t ’teach…
That was the same year that they had the trial for Jack McCall and found him not guilty and set him free, Jack was tried many times and finally found to be guilty. Jack shot Wild Bill In the back room of a saloon in Deadwood. Old Bill has had some what of a Problem keeping a head stone on his grave, people just didn’t know the stone is what keeps old Bill in the ground. Other wise, he would be down on main street shooting tourists. Jack got hung, but not in Deadwood.
Back in those early years, there was a place called the Duck-Inn and it was ran by a Chinese family, I have heard that everything on their menu was duck related. When the Deadwood Fathers outlawed rice. The Inn and their café went out of business. You can contact “Lee Wong” at Wong’s grocery, for more information!
Hey, if you want a history lesion, go to the library and get a book. I can’t teach You all this stuff on the salary that I get. I get $ 450.00 a month which doesn’t come close to the fifty thousand that teacher’s say just isn’t enough. And a lot of them still can’t ’teach…
There goes the Bell and it’s time for the next class. I think I’ll let a student teach this one, while I take a break.
By; Ben R.
10-23-2010
By; Ben R.
10-23-2010
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