The weather was perfect for Mother’s Day this past Sunday. It was like a special reward for those many nights of lost sleep while caring for children who were hungry, thirsty or had a bad cold or upset stomach.
It was a reward for attending the many school and sporting events over the years, for making birthday cakes and finding lost shoes.
It was a small compensation for washing and ironing truckloads of clothes over the years or sitting and listening quietly with understanding when a child was deeply upset by some event in their young life.
But mothers are special people who have the capacity to forget the bad things and burst with pride over the accomplishments of their children.
They deserve a good day now and then.
The Bench Sitters hope you all had a great Mother’s Day, and it reminded one of them about a true story about this special day more than 50 years ago.
The family had all gone to church that day and was finishing a wonderful brunch of scrambled eggs, hot cakes, sausage and bacon.
The men had taken over the cooking duties in honor of Mom. The sink and counter were piled with pots, pans, mixing bowls and other debris from the effort.
As the meal was finished, Dad noticed what a nice day it was.
“If we get rolling right now we can have the boat on DeSmet and be fishing by 1 p.m.!” he said to his son-in-law with considerable enthusiasm.
Then the daughter objected loudly.
“Dad! It’s Mother’s Day!”
This remark slowed him for only a moment.
He wrinkled his brow while in deep thought.
And then it came out in all sincerity.
“Well Mother, why don’t you come fishing with us?”
Meanwhile down on the Main Drag this week one of the Bench Sitters said he was cleaning out his garage and found a copy of the Buffalo Bulletin from the first part of April 1995.
The front page reported the effort to build Tie Hack Dam would be delayed a little longer because the Forest Service couldn’t get the Environmental Impact Statement to the printer for another week.
And a large photo of Brian Zigmont illustrated a story about Brian and Maggie handling the job of “night calving” on the Cross H Ranch.
Rancher Ray Daly said, “ranching had four seasons . . . calving, haying, shipping and feeding. Working and praying occur year round.”
That same week Sven told about a rancher who had used deductions called snowstorms, bad luck, poor judgment and short grass in his IRS filing. They were sending a field agent named Irving Grabsitall to conduct an audit.
In the sports section we learned that T.J. Tavegie, a senior on the Bison football team, had been selected for the Wyoming All Star team that would be playing in the 7th annual Air New Zealand Down Under Bowl.
We’ll have to ask T.J. if his team won that game. The Wyoming team was coached by John Deti, Jr. of Laramie and Mike Moon of Buffalo.
And the “Rolling Log” about calls and reports to local law enforcement agencies was one of the most popular columns in the Bulletin in those days.
We can’t remember who it was at the “Cop Shop” that wrote those reports, but it had to be someone with a great sense of humor and considerable talent.
Among the items that week were—
A “Citizen Band” radio owner reported a goat and a sheep on I-25.
A male and female got into a fight at a local motel broke a light bulb and were asked to leave.
A pickup and convertible were reported driving careless.
Two dogs were found out on their porch when they should have been in the house.
A fence meant to keep kids off a roof may have been used as a ladder for getting them up there.
A strange dog tried attacking a man’s wife.
An obscene note was left in the dust of a victim’s automobile.
Meals-on-wheels couldn’t deliver to a couple who were found to be out to lunch.
In the mid-‘90s a subscriber to the Bulletin who lived in Fargo, North Dakota showed the “rolling log” from the Bulletin to some talk-show hosts of a powerful FM radio station there.
They started reading the “log” each Tuesday on their show. If she failed to get the latest edition of the “Bull” to the station, which covered a large area, the talk show would start getting calls from listeners in three states about “where’s the rolling log from Buffalo.”
Guess the Bench Sitters had a bit of a “runaway” this week. Hope you found some of it to be entertaining. We’ll drop a line again next week.