A few of us were standing outside in front of our house discussing the events that had occured earlier that morning (the passing of Grandma Patterson)when suddenly 'crack...creek...kaabaaaaam!' This HUGE ancient Cottonwood tree, that mom had been saying for years that was dead and was going to fall down one day, came thundering down shaking the ground like a mini earthquake. The tree was so big it covered the main road in front of our house starting from the neighbors house to the apple orchard in front of the old milk house. Being "Thinkers and Doers" as our mother has taught us, our brother Jared and 2 of his friends who just happened to still be here ran to go get chainsaws to try and get the tree out of the way for the morning traffic. (Interestingly the first vehicle on the scene was the Mingus High School's bus filled with kids, anxiously waiting their first day of school!) As the boys ran towards the tree to save the day someone yells "BEEEEEES!!" Just then a swarm of bees starts attacking anything and everything in its way that had disturbed their hive. To make details short my dad and several of the others got stung, they called the fire department, who had to water down the tree with their one brave "concocted fireman suit bee man". My mom and our neighbors were able to jimmy-rig the pasture fences so that people could get by. Eventually a couple hours later the battle was won, with only a few minor setbacks of the wounded(notice the picture of our dad)!
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