S.A. Story Night December 2015

The strangest and most wonderful stories are told when the San Antonio Storytellers get together.....

Susan Whipple led off the December SASA Story Swap with a story of her mother's wisdom, sayings used in the family and with neighbors and young parents..."tell your sons they're handsome, tell your daughters they're beautiful but tell both they're smart!"  Seems like I've heard that before - it's still true, whatever the generation. Susan's mother fell out of a 2nd story window  and was always afraid of heights after that. 

Charlie Whipple is a poet at heart - his stories are multi-layered and each hides another tale behind the words. His tale in December told of landscaping, creeping fig trees, planting Queen palms and Mexican palms, working for a motorcycle business. I want to pick his brain but prefer to listen to his stories.

Mary Grace Ketner stood to tell a beloved old tale of 9-year old Wallace Perling and a Christmas pageant  - Wallace played the inn-keeper who couldn't see Mary and Joseph being banned to the stable, and who gave up his room for them and their Baby.

Jamie Blount stood and gave us a story so strange and so funny that I cannot avoid giving you the entire notes, taken during his telling. Note: it was a true story . (Aren't they all true??)

Jamie used to live in New York in Stuyvesant town suburb. Fish at that time was sold at fishmongers shops. Jamie's grandfather, Clyde was mayor of the town - Jamie went back to visit as a adult and saw the town dying. Asked if he could take some bricks from the dismantled Main Street as souvenirs. Took them on a flight back to Baltimore - was called to the luggage office: bag was too heavy for conveyor belt. Eventually distributed the bricks to family members. Brought gifts and bricks to parents' 70th wedding anniversary party. Gave one to a brother who then thought that there was a contract out on him. Brother went berserk and took the brick to the police.

(Never know what'll come up at SASA's Story Swaps@!@!!!!!)

Jane McDaniel stood to tell a beautiful Christmas story, learned from Jay O'Callaghan; "Christopher". A blue baby, a Christmas carol and a phone call at a very inopportune time.

Jason Winn told of an almost-aborted attempt to fly from Novia Scotia to Denver as a 13-year old. It was a long day, via Boston, la Guardia.

Veronica Gard had been rummaging around in the back of her cupboard and brought her mother's scrapbook with the (rhetorical) question "What was it like in WWII?" VG's British mother was a gifted journalist and, as was the custom at the time, was the "women's issues" writer for the local paper - hilarious articles about managing pregnancy in 1942 in high heels, the lack of nappies (diapers) and how women "made do". Yes.

That was our lot for December - come to the January session on Wednesday, Jan 6th and feel the hair on your head raise, raise... and the smile on your face widen, widen... as you listen to the gifted and otherwise tellers that grace our meetings.

We meet from 6.30 - 8 pm on the first Wednesday of every month at the Brook Hollow Library (530 Heimer Road, San Antonio, Exit Bitters off 281 N). 

See you there - or be square, as Elder used to say. 

Submitted By Jane McDaniel