Coffee Percs

He ate his sandwich, drank his coffee, and then poured a new cup and tied into the apple pie.” 

                    –Louis L’Amour  (Borden Chantry)
 
Good mornin’ to yuh, Pard.  My, my what a pretty mornin’ an’ yuh look all chipper this mornin’.  Pie?  None around this house, has been, might be some more later.  There is a mini-pie in the freezer, apricot, but it wouldn’t come close to satisfyin’ yur tonsils.  I will tell yuh that I had an apple pie instead of cake for my birthday, along with a chocolate pie.  It sure made the ol’ gizzard happy, with plenty of coffee to help it settle.  
     Sure had loads of thoughts flittin’ through my ol’ noggin this past week an’ reckon they all done flitted out my ears or somethin’.  Sure can’t think of them now.  Pard, goin’ to have to start writin’ them down, but usually they come to me while I’m ridin’ or tryin’ to sleep.  Say, how’s that coffee?  One of my presents from the wife from New Guinea.  Sure does hit the spot.
     Speakin’ of the wife, I recall the words of that ol’ puncher from the Wild Horse Desert, Bobby Cavazos.  He sure hit Annie right on the spot, “She’s a remarkable woman like my grandmother. They’re made of something that no modern woman has—steel.”  Too many women out there today do more than the thoughts in my brain, they flit from one place to another, wantin’ this an’ that.  My gal, knows how to make a good life for her family.  She can keep a smile on my face.  Apple pie, why sure ‘nough, there’s none to compare to hers!
     What!  I don’t smile.  Why, Pard, I’m smilin’ all the time.  Just look into the eyes an’ if’n yuh can’t see a smile yur blind.  Plus the wife and the Lord puts the joy down in my heart and soul.  Listen, if’n I’m anything in this life it’s ’cause of the two of them workin’ on me.  The Lord sure fixed me up right when he allowed me to rope that gal!  She makes sure my cinch is tight.
     So, Pard, if’n yuh have a mind to, wear a white carnation tomorrow.  That is if’n yuh happen to have one.  My Mom and the rest of those who helped raised me are gone on up to be with the Lord, but I’ll sure be flittin’ several memories of them through my mind.  Yuh be havin’ a wonderful day and week.
      Vaya con Dios.