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This is a story my Dad told me about a carnival he visited when he was 18.my Dad was born in the year of 1902:
A carnival came to town and my Dad,being an avid carnival fan,decided to go for a visit,on making a tour of the small (and somewhat decrepit)midway,he noticed a sign that read "SEE THE ASTOUNDING RED BAT! 25 cent admission,now bare in mind that my Dad was a bonafide country lad,and he knew that Bats came in only one or two colors,black or brown,and he thought that a red one would indeed be an extraordinary sight to see,so he paid the obligatory 25 cents and enterd the carnival tent,there was a large platform with a small set of rickety steps leading up to a small wooden cage on the platform with a small peep hole bored into the wood,over the peep hole was a larger sign promising a great and unobstructed view of the red bat,anticipating the bat to be either flitting around batlike or hanging up side down in the cage,my Dad stepped up to the peep hole and peeped in,what he saw was at first confusing,for there, in plain view for him to see, was a rather large ordinary brick!It took a few seconds for him to realize that indeed he was actually looking at a red bat,a red "brick" bat! the name that people here in the south (and maybe else where)commonly called bricks at that time.My Dad and i shared many hours of laughter and entertainment telling each other tall tales,and some of my fondest memories are the tales he told me about growing up in clay county alabama,most of them envolved his experiences and that of his keith and kin,some were ghostly,some were of animals and some were about moon shiners,but all of them were vastly entertaining. I cannot even approach the ability he possesed to make even the most rediculous story seem beliveable.
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