Watermelon at Large

All Harry knew was that we were going to Atlanta to visit Aunt Phebe "and put a watermelon in the creek."

Over and over, that's what he told us. So when we arrived, sure enough, Harry fetched the first watermelon he could find (had to weigh a ton) and began trying to haul it out the cabin door. "Mommy I need your help- We've got to go to the creek!"

It was a tone that implied the end was near if I did not comply. So, off to the creek we went. With Mr. Melon. Who stayed put all night until we could recover him, nice and cold, and served him up with dinner.