Pulling the weeds.

posted by Chuck Ayers

Walking in the weeds.
Did I mention to you I worked on a cattle ranch back in 1961 in northern California? I did. Hardest work I had ever done.
But that aside, the ranch was just a few miles north on US-99 from the small town of Weed. Yes, Weed, California. In the foothills of Mount Shasta.
Back then it was a one company town. If my memory serves me correctly the company was Long Bell. A wood pulp and paper mill. They made huge rolls of news print paper.
Having not been there in a long long time, I’m not sure if the company is still there. However, since the legalization of marijuana. the town now distributes T-shirts and ball caps that say, “Enjoy Weed.”
Now don’t get me wrong, I do not endorse the toking of weed. Just not a good idea.

Published by OkieMan

I come from a family who migrated from the parched red dirt Plaines of southern rural Oklahoma. Migrating to blue collar working class community of East Los Angeles. There is where I was born. I am Mr. Writermelon. I can only write what my grammar and spell checker allows. I am neither profound nor profane. Boy howdy! Send comment to: Mr.writermelon@gmail.com

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