pigs.
Angela laughed and said, “See that pig on the end? Her tail is straight where all the rest of them have a curly tail.”
Ted frowned as he tried to notice all of their tails. “Humph,” he grunted, “Name that pig Diffy.”
“Why?” Danny inquired.
“Because she is different than the rest,” Ted said matter-of-factly.
“Good call,” Angela said.
“Okay,” Danny replied. “From now on she will be called ‘Diffy’.”
Ted frowned and scratched his head, “Danny, where’s your chickens?”
“Maybe someday,” Danny said. “I hadn’t got to that yet. I haven’t built my brooder house yet.”
“What’s wrong with putting them in this room?” Tim suggested pointing to the old separator room. “You could easily build another fence by connectin g to that pig pen. Line it with chicken wire and you’d be all set.”
“You know how it is. That’s not what my folks did, so I didn’t think of that room,” Danny said looking around and seeing the possibilities. “That’s a good idea.”
When Danny took them home, Tim recommended, “Danny, there’s a barn dance and karaoke singing out near Justus Hills Saturday night. Would like to come? We’ll be there, Ellie, my girlfriend, Mom and Dad. In fact your mom and Art have started coming. You should see them. They can cut a rug when it comes to square dancing these days.”
Danny thought about it. It was time to get out and have a life. “Sure, I’ll be there. ” His mom must have taken his advice and started in the square dancing school.
After Ted went in the house, Danny asked, “Angela, will you be my date Saturday night?”
She smiled, “Yes, I would be pleased. Be ready at six. We take food and make it a night.”
“Sounds like fun.”
Danny kicked off his shoes and lay back on his bed. His muscles ached from climbing around on top of the greenhouse. His left leg especially hurt from climbing up and down the ladder. The doctor told him to keep exercising it. He hoped he hadn’t over done it. He pulled his pants leg up and looked at it. Sure enough, it needed a bag of ice to take the swelling down. He lay back down with the ice pack glad to have a couple of days for it to rest before Saturday night.
He thought about his impulsive request for Angela to be his date. He hadn’t made any conscious plans to date Angela but on the spur of the moment he had asked her. As he drifted off to sleep he consoled himself, after all it’s just a date.
CHAPTER S EVEN
The team had arrived at Miami Gardens, Florida to play the Orange Bowl game. The OU football team was ranked #5 in the nation by AP Poll. Through hard work and determination the team had persevered to have a ten to one winning season. Coach Chuck Fairbanks had led his team well. They arrived a day early to get a good night’s sleep and acclimate to the stadium and weather.
The players all met in the locker room to get suited up and hear the coach’s last instructions before the game. They were going up against Tennessee, a team ranked #2 in the AP Poll. The players were in good spirits. Testosterone raged high and they felt confident of a win. Tennessee was ranked higher than they were but they had defeated higher teams before.
Danny knew that professional scouts had been watching him all year. So far he had not been offered a n invitation to the draft. He had his preferences in which professional team he played, but he felt less choosy all the time. It had been his dream all the time he grew up to play professional football. Playing professional football was Danny’s key to buying back his family’s farm.
The Florida stadium was packed for the Orange Bowl game on this first day of the year in 1968. This was Danny’s the last game as a college football player. Today, he needed to stand out. Danny had played on the first string ever since he became a college sophomore. He felt happy to be part of the team that led the Sooners in a winning season.
Oklahoma
Angela laughed and said, “See that pig on the end? Her tail is straight where all the rest of them have a curly tail.”
Ted frowned as he tried to notice all of their tails. “Humph,” he grunted, “Name that pig Diffy.”
“Why?” Danny inquired.
“Because she is different than the rest,” Ted said matter-of-factly.
“Good call,” Angela said.
“Okay,” Danny replied. “From now on she will be called ‘Diffy’.”
Ted frowned and scratched his head, “Danny, where’s your chickens?”
“Maybe someday,” Danny said. “I hadn’t got to that yet. I haven’t built my brooder house yet.”
“What’s wrong with putting them in this room?” Tim suggested pointing to the old separator room. “You could easily build another fence by connectin g to that pig pen. Line it with chicken wire and you’d be all set.”
“You know how it is. That’s not what my folks did, so I didn’t think of that room,” Danny said looking around and seeing the possibilities. “That’s a good idea.”
When Danny took them home, Tim recommended, “Danny, there’s a barn dance and karaoke singing out near Justus Hills Saturday night. Would like to come? We’ll be there, Ellie, my girlfriend, Mom and Dad. In fact your mom and Art have started coming. You should see them. They can cut a rug when it comes to square dancing these days.”
Danny thought about it. It was time to get out and have a life. “Sure, I’ll be there. ” His mom must have taken his advice and started in the square dancing school.
After Ted went in the house, Danny asked, “Angela, will you be my date Saturday night?”
She smiled, “Yes, I would be pleased. Be ready at six. We take food and make it a night.”
“Sounds like fun.”
Danny kicked off his shoes and lay back on his bed. His muscles ached from climbing around on top of the greenhouse. His left leg especially hurt from climbing up and down the ladder. The doctor told him to keep exercising it. He hoped he hadn’t over done it. He pulled his pants leg up and looked at it. Sure enough, it needed a bag of ice to take the swelling down. He lay back down with the ice pack glad to have a couple of days for it to rest before Saturday night.
He thought about his impulsive request for Angela to be his date. He hadn’t made any conscious plans to date Angela but on the spur of the moment he had asked her. As he drifted off to sleep he consoled himself, after all it’s just a date.
CHAPTER S EVEN
The team had arrived at Miami Gardens, Florida to play the Orange Bowl game. The OU football team was ranked #5 in the nation by AP Poll. Through hard work and determination the team had persevered to have a ten to one winning season. Coach Chuck Fairbanks had led his team well. They arrived a day early to get a good night’s sleep and acclimate to the stadium and weather.
The players all met in the locker room to get suited up and hear the coach’s last instructions before the game. They were going up against Tennessee, a team ranked #2 in the AP Poll. The players were in good spirits. Testosterone raged high and they felt confident of a win. Tennessee was ranked higher than they were but they had defeated higher teams before.
Danny knew that professional scouts had been watching him all year. So far he had not been offered a n invitation to the draft. He had his preferences in which professional team he played, but he felt less choosy all the time. It had been his dream all the time he grew up to play professional football. Playing professional football was Danny’s key to buying back his family’s farm.
The Florida stadium was packed for the Orange Bowl game on this first day of the year in 1968. This was Danny’s the last game as a college football player. Today, he needed to stand out. Danny had played on the first string ever since he became a college sophomore. He felt happy to be part of the team that led the Sooners in a winning season.
Oklahoma
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