By Jim Faulkner
Across the Creek, a set of affectionate memories, provides to the typical lore approximately William Faulkner and his group. Jim Faulkner recounts tales abounding in folklore, humor, relatives heritage, and fictionalized historical past, and those provide an insider's view of the Faulkner family's lifestyles within the small southern city of Oxford, Mississippi.
A experience of experience and misadventure colours those own money owed. "Aunt Tee and Her Monuments" explains the secret of why town has accomplice statues. "Roasting Black Buster" tells how Faulkner's employed guy via mistake killed the prize bull for a family members fish fry. "The photograph of John and Brother Will" recounts how Phil Mullen occurred to take his renowned picture of the well-known Faulkner brother novelists—John and William—one of the few photographs ever taken of them together.
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Phil said, “Damn that tractor! ” He said it was the only time he had ever seen the two of them together when he had a camera and as a friend and editor of their hometown newspaper he felt that he couldn’t miss this opportunity. Both John and Brother Will respected Phil Mullen a great deal, and he in turn respected them and their desire for privacy, so they moved away from the mower and tractor and stood together in the sunshine for Phil to shoot the picture. As Phil was leaving, he thanked John and Brother Will and said the picture would be famous someday and it would make him well known for taking it.
The next thing was to find some powder to fire the cannon balls. Nearly all of our fathers and older brothers were hunters and kept shotgun shells all year long. Brother Will’s house was the nearest. I went there again while he was making his morning trip to the post office and gathered as many shells as I could put in my pockets. We opened some of them, got a heaping cupful of black powder, and put it all in our cannon. We charged the cannon with a mop, just like Tom Mix, ramming the powder home against the wooden plug in the back of the cast-iron pipe (cut from a sapling and driven into the back of the pipe with a big hammer).
We opened some of them, got a heaping cupful of black powder, and put it all in our cannon. We charged the cannon with a mop, just like Tom Mix, ramming the powder home against the wooden plug in the back of the cast-iron pipe (cut from a sapling and driven into the back of the pipe with a big hammer). Then with old newspapers we made wadding to hold the powder in place and rammed it home with the mop. Intending to knock two of our enemy out of action with one firing, we put a couple of croquet balls in the cannon.
Across the Creek. Faulkner Family Stories by Jim Faulkner