Smiley Anders for April 21

• By SMILEY ANDERS
• Advocate columnist
• Published: Apr 21, 2008 - UPDATED: 12:05 a.m.

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World’s best mom goes fishing

Doug Johnson, of Watson, adds to our discussion of the art of playing hooky with this tale from his boyhood in Waverly, Tenn.:

“One day when I was in high school, just after the first bell, the principal’s office sent word that my mother was waiting to pick me up. The messenger said she was going out of town and wanted me to go with her.

“As we were leaving the school grounds, I asked my mom where we were going.

“’Buzzard Cave. The stripes are running.’

“That was all the information I needed.

“In the spring, striped bass would move from Kentucky Lake into Duck River to spawn, where for a few days they could be easily caught. The Buzzard Cave area, about 10 miles from our home, was one of the best places to fish for them.

“Those were the days!”

Generation gap

Buddy Knox says some of the old sayings we’ve been discussing are rarely used these days.

He discovered this when he went to bid on a surplus vehicle being sold by the Port of Baton Rouge.

When he was told he couldn’t drive the vehicle, but could only start the engine, he said, “You’re trying to get me to buy a pig in a poke.”

Buddy says, “I guess the staff members at the port are much younger now than when I worked there, because everyone looked at me as if I were speaking a foreign language. I explained the meaning to them.