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To: Gauguin who wrote (53898)	7/27/2000 7:12:59 AM
From: Crocodile	Read Replies (1) of 71178

Just looking at a map last night and making up my all-new Gotta-Go-Check-This-Out-List... so far it has: Sparkle City Flower Station Playfairville Elphin Iron Mine Road Went to Fiddler's Hill a couple of weeks ago... just because I saw it on a map and I wanted to see what is there. Mainly it's an old farm sitting up on the crest of a very steep hill (steep for around here that it... t'would probably be nothing to you). It was actually one of those rare disappointments... I don't generally get disappointed, but I did... I think I had been imagining something different in my head... like maybe some old-time "hall" where fiddlers would come from around the countryside to play on Friday nights... You see, there were such things up this way... fiddling and step-dancing have a long and colourful tradition up in the valley... BTW, here's a little Croc trivia for you.... One of my great uncles was considered one of the best fiddlers that ever lived up in the valley...perhaps even "the best" back about 75 to 85 years ago. He played for everyone's weddings, square dances, and even at funerals... However, by the time that I met him...well... he was maybe close to 90 and couldn't play the fiddle anymore... but he had a helluva bad limp in one leg... which is actually what a remember the most about him... You see... it seems he was once playing at a country wedding... and he was just sizzling... you know...step-dancing around as he fiddled... Guess he got feeling kind of warm, so he went to stand in the doorway of the farmhouse where the wedding was being held,... but just then a bolt of lightning came down from a storm cloud and blasted him on the foot and left him crippled in that leg forever after.... I reckon that that's probably what comes of being too damned good at what you do...

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