Dear, dear Group, Because of your recent loving messages about my "tush" problem, I just wanted to let you know that in spite of it all, there is just no way that I can help wanting to share a few giggles with you. I had written this story this past summer and had shared it with only a few of you. It was a "sequel" to a story that I had just written then regarding an exciting day that I had "digging" up information in our local cemeteries for a descendant of one of our pioneer families. I offer it in grateful thanks for your concerns for me: THE SUGAR ANT To those of you who responded so generously today to my original posting, I thought I would share this bit of observation I made only yesterday (Sunday) after my Friday’s adventures in the cemeteries. You see, when I first set off to take the pictures of the tombstones, I knew that some of the inscriptions were worn and I wanted to take along some flour to dust over the inscriptions so that it would bring out the carvings. Well, since my flour supply is pretty low, I thought I’d use powdered sugar instead--hey, I probably have a ten-year supply of it! :-D I poured a generous amount of sugar into a clean plastic margarine tub, clamped the lid on it and off I went. Well, when I tried to apply the sugar onto the tombstone with a dry sponge, it just wouldn’t stick and so, at least, I learned a lesson there. Flour works, powdered sugar doesn’t. By the time I clamped the lid back onto the sugar container, I noticed an ant had already discovered the sugar treasure. Oh, well, let him be--I was going to have to throw out the sugar anyway. Well, it wasn’t until yesterday that I got around to throwing out the sugar. When I removed the lid, I noticed that the ant was still there; however, he was dead. Now, what did he die of? Suffocation? Old age? Homesickness? Or did he die the way he always dreamed of--in a vast wonderful white world of delicious SUGAR?? Before I emptied the contents into the waste basket, I took a closer look at the ant and do you know what I saw? He had a great big smile on his face and a white mustache of pure powdered sugar on his upper lip! It was if he had died thinking, “What a way to go!!” Vee L. Housman The Groaning One!! ==== PENNA-DUTCH Mailing List ==== Haven't found a post of interest? Why not generate one of your own?