Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The Tale of Two Dunces. Truly One of a Kinds.

As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, "Don't put it there,
a head's no place for underwear!"
But near his ears, above his brains,
is where Fred's underwear remains.

At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly plucks it off his head.
His mother switches off the light
and softly croons, "Good night! Good night!"
And then, for reasons no one knows,
Fred's underwear goes on his toes.

Jack Prelutsky

Life continues here in the Confederacy of Dunces. We all have our unusual quirks - like little Fred here. That's what makes us unique and we all know that One of a Kinds are precious.

Take Grandma Slough for instance. She is truly one of a kind. She is Cloverdale's biggest gun collector. Her collection is loaned from time to time to the Royal Military College to help teach the cadets gun recognition. She teaches the Shire's gun safety classes at the Village Hall and is the first to volunteer when the Village Constable asks for special deputies to handle Shire emergencies and special events.

There is a sign on the gate leading to the front door of her home. It reads, "This Grandma loves to bake cookies, garden, can vegetables and entertain trespassers with her Winchester."

Every One of a Kind in the Confederacy is special. We celebrate their differences.

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