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From: "Roger Lehman" <>
Subject: Re: [TNDICKSO] Robbie's Toboggan
Date: Tue, 6 Apr 2004 20:20:22 -0700
References: <40736FD8.000017.57903@oem-computer> <4073717B.000020.57903@oem-computer>


My Canadian relatives call them toks, around here we call them knit caps, unless you put a fuzz ball on top, then they are called stocking caps, or they are dark blue or black, then they are called watch caps but only if you live near the ocean.

Roger

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From: Cheryl Adams
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Sent: Tuesday, April 06, 2004 8:11 PM
Subject: [TNDICKSO] Robbie's Toboggan




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From: Cheryl Adams
Date: 04/06/04 23:04:56
To:
Subject: Re: [TNDICKSO] Robbie's Toboggan


<LOL> Rog, in my neck of the woods a toboggan is a knitted hat.. cap... You
ask for a toboggan and you will get a had shoved on your head ...NOT a
sled!!<LOL>

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From:
Date: 04/06/04 22:56:50
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Subject: Re: [TNDICKSO] Robbie's Toboggan

Now I had visions of one of them big long wooden things with the end curled
up used to slide down snow packed hill. It was hard to imagine a person
wearing one, and even harder to imagine throwing one high in the air. Just
what did your kind of toboggan look like? Sorta like a tok?

Roger
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From: Cheryl Adams
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Sent: Tuesday, April 06, 2004 4:35 PM
Subject: [TNDICKSO] Robbie's Toboggan





The Death of Robbie's Toboggan
by Cheryl D Adams©2004

One crisp late winter day Ken and Robbie were out for a hunt and hike. It
was boring around the house and each loved the out of doors and the idea of
fresh meat for supper appealed to them both! It was in the late 30's and
they were barely teens and in love.. However, having grown up together, that
love had it's barbs and challenges. Robbie was very competitive with Ken and
Ken loved to goad her into 'getting in over her head'.
On this particular day it was crisp and clear. not a cloud in the sky and
the air was alive with spring coming... The earth smelled fresh and was
spongy under their feet. The winter freeze was thawing and the small plants
were greening up. It was cold enough to be wearing toboggans and heavy coats
while occasionally their breath would gave away their position with billows
of fog. As they looked into the trees for a squirrel, the canopy over them
was dense.the white oaks were still holding onto their leaves . waiting
until the last minute to let go and make room for their new growth. Fresh
meat would be good. salt pork got old and the idea of fried squirrel, gravy
and biscuits were on their minds that day!
The climb was steep, as they walked up the hill behind Worley Hollow. There
was not much flat land in that part of Tennessee. Neither Robbie nor Ken
would 'cry uncle' and admit the need to catch their wind. but they would say
"Wait. Do you hear that?" And while stopped and catching their breath, they
both would pretend to listen for a barking squirrel in a nearby tree. Only
the sounds of wheezing could be heard as they caught their breath. The
terrain was tough. and the hunt was beginning to bore them. While standing
there, Ken began to tease Robbie about her marksmanship as compared to his.
It escalated quickly into a Yes, I can, no you can't kind of argument. and
before it's ending, Robbie said, "You couldn't hit my toboggan if I threw it
in the air.. " Ken said, " Sure I can..Easy as pie! Throw it and I will show
you". Robbie said, " Ain't no way.. " and with that, reason was lost, and
the toboggan twirled 25 feet in to the bright blue sky. Robbie was
confident.. She knew he was bluffing and wouldn't shoot her toboggan.. And
as she was watching that light blue hat twirl upward, Ken brought his
shotgun to his shoulder and fired! The sound of a shot gun rang as the blue
wool fluff was spread across the sky and floated ever so slowly to the
forest floor..
Robbie was livid..and Ken knew he was in trouble, but to him it was
delicious. All the way down the hill to the house where Robbie's mom, Aunt
Danie (everyone called her that. Actually her name was Dana) was preparing a
supper. Robbie was giving Ken 'down the road'... Upon entering the house
Robbie started shouting to her mother what Ken had done..Thinking that she
could at least get Ken into a little trouble. That too backfired. Instead
her mother looked at her in shock saying." And you were dumb enough to toss
the toboggan into the air, and are mad a HIM for shooting it? I think you
got what you deserved!" With that, Robbie's mother turned her back chuckling
as she pealed potatoes for her meal.
It was days before Robbie would talk to Ken, but she got over it. and if she
was ever tempted to 'test his' willingness to shoot a hat he never got the
chance again!


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