DRY CRIK CRAWL

Posted on December 27, 2024 by John | 6 Comments


Gabe Arroyo would make his rounds
like a jovial Santa at Christmas
with a pickup load of honey and Patron

on the ranches where he kept his hives
for the winter—have an early morning toast
to the New Year:

	1 generous shot of Tequilla
	2 shots of fresh-squeezed orange juice
	in a glass of pomegranate nectar

leftover from Robbin’s jelly. He’d get a jar 
and we’d have another round or so 
his son-in-law could drive him home.

Gabe’s gone, but we make merry
with his holiday spirit
as if he were still here.

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6 responses to “DRY CRIK CRAWL”

jkt5567 | December 27, 2024 at 7:31 pm | Reply
John, Merry Christmas, and all the best in the new year to you and Robbin.

Thanks for another year of great reads!

Jerry Thomas Cary, IL
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- John | December 27, 2024 at 7:34 pm | Reply
  
  Thanks man, you know how it goes. Just bunping along.
  
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Dan McGarr⁸ | December 28, 2024 at 4:09 am | Reply

When I was a young man Ben Avery would drive from farm to farm around King Ferry with a bottle of Whiskey and guarts of Egg Nog and celebrate the week between Christmas and New Year. Somehow he always made it home

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- John | December 28, 2024 at 6:06 am | Reply
  
  What great guys to have known and been included in their circles.
  
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Richard | December 28, 2024 at 6:19 pm | Reply

How wonderful to have good friends and neighbors. May the New Year be healthy and fabulous.

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- John | December 29, 2024 at 1:06 am | Reply
  
  Thank you Richard, have a great New Year!
  
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