Wine:
The Dogs and Eddie saga has been going on for decades. Wayne and I have merely inherited this feud from our respective bloodlines. My family is originally from Illinois. My great, great granddaddy, Abraham Haskell, was a well known and well respected attorney from Springfield who exchanged letters by pony express in the mid 19th century with an insurance agent from Kentucky named Wayne Wilkes Booth.
Pappy Abe (as he was affectionately known by the Haskell clan) regaled my wide-eyed ancestors with tales of yore, as he read the letters written by Wayne as they gathered around him by the light of the fireplace in the cold, mid-western winter nights. Wayne would write of the need to rid the country of lawyers claiming that they were evil. In support, Wayne would attach to his letters, other letters he claimed were proof positive of his assertions, but when examined under the light of day, proved only to be worthless, biased, propoganda from like-kind profiteers.
I was able to read some of Wayne Wilkes Booths letters supporting the continuance of slavery and how the US economy would fail in the event the negro was ever freed. Wayne was also in favor of repealing the Bill of Rights, legalizing shoot outs after drinking in a bar all night, riding horses while intoxicated (RUI), and replacing the Star Spangled Banner with Dixie as the National Anthem.
Needless to say, Pappy Abe, disagreed with Wayne on nearly every point and that disagreement carries on to this very day. History, tradition and honor, Wine, history, tradition, and honor.
Eddie
