The Buckets by Greg Cravens for September 05, 2023

You know it is really bad when little boys go Eeeww!

“Dead skunk in the middle of the roooooad”

Kid’s a regular Roger Dangerfield.

When I was growing up we lived a few miles from the paper mill and whenever the wind blew in just the right direction we could smell it, and wished we didn’t.

I lived south of Chicago’s garbage incinerators. Most of the time the smells from the surrounding farms dominated.

City park next door and downwind from the city sewage treatment plant,

And no dog around to blame it on.

I wonder if Eddie is guilty. He only asked if they smelled it, and that hand waving…

I know. Smart Eddie had to let some wind pass and pretended it came from somewhere.

Well, what is it??

Oh Eddie! LOL

Whoever smelt it, dealt it!!