Nasty Old Yard Man

Circa 1955 my dad attended a T.V.A. auction on the Scottsboro courthouse lawn. T.V.A. was auctioning lakefront property that bordered Roseberry Lake which is backwater fed from the Tennessee River. Levi was able to purchase, in my opinion, the most scenic lot on the auction block! It wasn't that he was the wealthiest bidder on site but probably the most knowledgeable. You see, he had spent much of his life fishing Roseberry and the Tennessee River and was very familiar with the land up for sale. By 1957 we were moving into our new home and shortly thereafter is where story number two begins.

Story No. 2 (The Nasty Old Yard Man)


It was a typically hot and humid summer afternoon in Scottsboro and Levi was mowing his one-acre yard on his tractor mower, dressed in his usual work attire....false teeth out...Liberty overalls with no shirt...straw hat and hair down in his eyes. He was mowing close to the residential road that passed in front of our home when suddenly a black Fleetwood Cadillac stopped on the roadside, blew its horn, and a hand out of the drivers window motioned for Levi to approach the car. Levi stopped the tractor and walked to the driver's window to discover Mrs. Fletcher B. of Scottsboro, who certainly did not recognize Levi without his teeth and dressed as a homeless unfortunate. The wealthy aristocratic Mrs. B. removed her sunglasses and informed my dad that she was in the market for one to mow the grounds of her estate and inquired of Levi what he was charging to mow this yard. Levi removed his straw hat, scratched his head and replied, "Well, to tell the truth lady, I don't charge this lady a thing. She lets me sleep with her!" Mrs. B. replied, "Well, I have never in my life!". She then proceeded to floorboard her accelerator and speed off spraying gravel all over Levi and his yard. In the weeks to follow Mrs. B. came in my dad's drugstore to get a prescription filled. She couldn't resist pulling Levi aside for a private conversation. "R.L." , as he was known to her, "You have the most vulgar, nasty old yard man mowing your yard! He even boasted to me that he was sleeping with your wife. You need to get rid of that old man as soon as possible!". Levi pretended to be embarrassed and replied, "Sure thing Mrs. B. I'll take care of that today!"

Mrs. B. from that day on never knew that grotesque old critter and Levi were the same. He never told her but everyone else in town, it seemed, did know! Zelma, my mom, didn't find this Levi gotcha so funny. It was no wonder to me that Levi chose to sleep in the guest room for several nights. My mom seemed to think it was a good idea, I do remember that!

A true story folks..just some more of Levi's Laughter!
To be continued......