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CPR (Not What You Think)

Story ID:6858
Written by:Charles Dishno (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Story
Location:Dillon Montana USA
Year:2011
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CPR (Not What You Think)


This story took place when I was about 12 years old in my home town of Bly, Oregon. Bly was a small logging town of about 400 in Southern Oregon.

My dad, who I called Pop, was a great man who grew up on a cattle ranch in the Big Hole Basin of Montana. Pop was born in 1884 and in those times a few years of schooling was all that most kids, especially boys, received. There was too much to do on the ranch to take time out for something as trivial as and education, so the 5th grade was about it, if that much. By that time he had learned to read and write and do basic arithmetic, all that was required around the farm. Even though Pop wasn't very well educated he wanted me to excel and was always interested in what I learned in school.

One Saturday afternoon, I was on the sidewalk in front of my house and was swinging a bucket of water around in a circle. When pop came out and saw me he asked what I was doing and I told him that we were studying centrifugal force in school and as long as you kept the bucket swinging the water wouldn't spill out. He said he knew a little about that because when he was a kid on the ranch and would milk the cows, he and his brother would do it with a pail of milk on their way back to the house.

A few days later he came out again and saw me swinging a bucket and commented about my scientific experiments. I told him that I knew it would work with water and he had told me it would work with milk so I wanted to see if it would work with cats! I then stopped the bucket at the bottom of the arc and 9 or 10 half grown cats of all colors exploded out of the pail like a furry rainbow and staggered across the lawn. Pop thought this was a good experiment and after we stopped laughing we tried to catch the cats to do it again. Nothing doing…they disappeared very rapidly as soon as they got their "land legs" back.

I tried the "centrifugal trick" again. I'm sure if I had, I might have been recognized in the scientific community as the Einstein of Bly. There might have even been a new meaning for CPR - Cats Per Revolution.