This Story is true and is about a finshing trip that ended bad .
Back in the late sixties My self . Brother named Richard .Two cousins named Kenny and Paul . One friend named Jimmy and two drunks Was to meet at tha Catawba River and go fishing . We started fishing and after a while no one was catching anything . The two friends that were drunk from drinking Southern Comfort Whisky suggested we go to the Hot Hole . The Hot Hole was a discharge from a steam plant that burned coal to run it . A lot of fish was caught there over the years . We packed up . I was driving a 1963 Chevy And Paul was going to ride with me . My Cousin was driving my friend Jimmys car , a 1953 Chevy . Jimmy and my brother Richard road in the 53 Chevy . The two drunks drove a 1962 Chevy . I was way ahead of them and got on a road called Molly's Backbone Road . That road was so crooked that you couldn't see any cars coming at you till you was right on them . I had got to Hot Hole first and we started fishing catching Carp and Catfish right and left . Time was passing away and no one showed up. It was around 11 PM and we heard someone calling us from the bridge above us . It was my Dad . He said we needed to come home . We got up there and he told us that the 1953 Chevy had ran off the road and that my cousin Kenny had gotton hurt .
What had happen was , My cousin had gotten in one of them sharp curves and went off the edge of the road down an embankment . The two drunks almost did the same thing but got their car stoped just in time . They all got out of the cars and was going to try and push the 53 Chevy back on the road . There was some log's under the Chevy and my cousin was trying to push car with his back with his fingers under the bumper lifting while he pushed . The car rolled over the log and when it did it came down right on my cousin's finger and cut it compleatly off . He didn't even know it happened till he saw his hand in the light from the head lights . That really freaked him out . The drunks saw his hand and one of them passed out cold from sight of the blood . My friend Jimmy got my cousin , brother and two drunks in ther 62 Chevy and drove to hospitol . They couldn't find the finger that was cut off . They released my cousin and he went home .
The next day i drove down to where the car was sitting and drove it right out onto the road . They should have waited till it got daylight then my cousin wouldn't have lost his finger .
Kenny has never let his lost finger interfear with his job and is a very good friend of mine too this day .
I hope you all that read this Blog entry enjoyed it as much as i enjoyed bring it to you . Peace be with you as you go thru life each day .
Written By Wayne
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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