Dumb attack dog: a Memphis adventure

So The Other Niece from Memphis and I were motoring back toward I40 after a visit to the fresh water pearl facility on the Tennessee River. More about that later. In any event, as we cruised along & I scanned the countryside for photo ops, we passed a one-truck volunteer fire department, with a wonderful picture on the side of the vehicle.

Time to stop and admire. And click. And take a close look at yesterday's truck, mouldering in the grass.
(Sorry about the picture sizes, guys -- I'm working on an Alien Computer, complete to a Secret, Hidden Photo Edit Program. Maybe I can correct the pix tonight after the Mississippi side wheeler excursion.)



Even as we turned to leave the volunteer fire department drive, the dog showed up, barking loudly. He danced to the right of the Toyota, he danced to the left of the Toyota and, most manly of him, he danced in front of the Toyota. This drill continued until we were well out on the highway, with an angry driver behind us honking, loudly. At last the attack dog gave up. We could have killed him several times over. But he was manly, that animal. Dumb dog!

Fire Trucks, Then & Now

Skull Valley is a very small ranching community about 20-25 miles from Prescott, the other side of the Prietas. I'm sure that theirs is a volunteer fire department -- but look at their fine up-to-date fire truck.

Plenty of gear & gauges to befit 21st century blazes.

Here's what they might have had back 85-90 years ago, tho I would guess a fine R.E.D. machine like this more likely belonged to a city such as Prescott or Phoenix. Both machines were on display at the pie & ice cream social this weekend. (And, Bro, note that the proper wheels remain on the truck. None of this low rider nonsense.)

In the meantime, I've been tagged again! By she at The One Acre Wood. Actually, twice, but I'm doing this in two parts so I can think about my answers.

#1. Rules-Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don't have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have. At the end of your blog post you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog. Hokay, here goes:

A -- Ambitious not. Never was -- all I ever wanted in my working days was a reasonable living doing something interesting. Journalism fit that requirement to a tee until they started pushing me up the ladder, where meetings and paperwork took the place of inquisitiveness.

N -- Nosy. The old shoes, ships & sealing wax thing; I'm curious about almost anything or anybody you can name. Always have been. Mom says that as a little kid, I was always asking "Why for???"

N -- Negligent. Or perhaps just plain lazy. I never did keep a neat house or office & my windows and hard drive need cleaning, tho I'm taking care of the windows very soon by hiring outsiders. Not to say that my negligence is guilt-free; no way. Goes with the territory of being brought up female.

So: who'll I tag? How about:

* Olivia
* pb
* String Bag