Last night Kathy and I were watching an episode of Monk wher

Last night Kathy and I were watching an episode of Monk where the tune to Polly Wally Doodle was involved. You may not know this song so google it. I know we sang it in elementary school. Anyhow, there is at least one set of alternate lyrics. I am pretty certain my dad sang these to me. There was a little chigger Who wasn’t any bigger Than the point of a very fine pin. But the lump that he raises Just itches like the blazes And that’s where the rub comes in. Comes in Comes in And that’s where the rub comes in.

The rest of the story: Growing up on Idylwood street in Beaumont had one tremendous blessing. Behind our house was ’The Woods’. I have no idea who owned it, but it was several acres of woods with a gully running through it. What an awesome place to play! We build forts, played hide and seek, chopped down trees, blew up stuff with firecrackers and, in season, picked dewberries for mom to transform into a dewberry cobbler. The dewberries attracted birds and the birds were attractive to snakes so we had to be careful when harvesting the dewberries.