If you have been following this blog
and you read the last story you will recall Kadizzle was interupted
by the sound of someone singing. As promised Kadizzle took off to
investigate. This is the report. The voice was coming from the
North East. As it turned out about 100 yards to the North East. As
Kadizzle approached the old sixties vintage blue Ford and tent what
appeared to be a vicious dog ran toward Kadizzle on a rope with what
seemed like the intent to have Kadizzle for supper.
Kadizzle shouted out towards the tent
and asked if it was safe to approach with the wild dog. Nothing
happened, the singing just continued. The whole situation had the
feel of mental illness about it. Someone in a tent singing in a very
nice voice solo totally oblivious to the world. Judging from the
attitude of the dog Kadizzle figured the owner might be just as mean
and thought best to move on.
As Kadizzle wandered off Gary came out
of the tent and Kadizzle asked if it was safe to approach the dog.
Gary said it was the nicest dog in the world. Kadizzle told Gary he
would offer the dog on the rope his leg, and if that did not turn out
bad he would go from there. Well the dog did not bite the leg so
Kadizzle patted the dog on the head. It turned out the dog was very
friendly. Like the dog Kadizzle had misjudged Gary. Gary was as he
himself said “eccentric”, but he was a nice fellow and certainly
not mentally ill. Kadizzle complimented him on what a nice voice he
had, and asked if he had done any professional singing. No, Gary
said he just liked to sing. Then Gary explained he was in his tent
with headphones on singing. That explained why he never answered
when Kadizzle first approached.
It turned out Gary had recently retired
and was touring the country with his dog. Gary's former profession
was as a tent set up person. He worked for a company that had 30,000
chairs, and five thousand tables, plus for sure many tents. The
tents were set up for events like races and whatever. Kadizzles first
guess was he did it for circusus.
Gary had the appearance of a nice
fellow, but a fellow with the teeth of an Eygptian mummy. Gary asked
Kadizzle if he wanted to see his photo collection of his travels.
Somehow Gary did not seem to be the digital type guy. When Gary went
to his truck to get the photos Kadizzle suddenly notice this was no
ordinary truck. As Gary explained it was a traveling museum. The
dashboard was covered with every type of rock, mineral bird feather,
fossil and found item on the planet. The dashboard museum had
overflowed and the museum was growing on the floor by the gearshift.
After Kadizzle got some pictures of the
truck we went through the photo album. Gary had some nice photos of
wildlife, flowers, and barns in a thick three ring binder. Gary has
decided to spend the rest of his life traveling in his truck and
enjoying the country. As the sun goes down he is still over there
filling the air with song.
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