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Zeke See
Part 4
When I was a pup my grandpa, Zeke See decided in late fall to turn the pigs out into the orchard to clean up the fallen and rotten fruit. After a couple of hours of munching on the fermented rotten apples, pears and what ever, he wound up with 20 or so drunken hogs, all squealing and fighting, a full blown hog brawl. Gramps calmly walked to the house and took down his faithful 20/40 Craig, a six sided long barrel rifle that, when it was fired, it made such a big bang it woke up the dead. He opened the gate from the orchard to the hog pen, walked way around to the other side and fired several rounds. The drunken hogs bolted for the hog pen, except for one old white sow who apparently had one rotten apple too many. She decided she didn't like Grandpa Zeke's attitude about the whole thing and in an apparent bluff she charged at him stopping just short of running him over. Zeke calmly reloaded the old 20/40 and starred the drunken sow dead in the eye. It was a stand off for several minutes. Then, Zeke took his crooked stemmed pipe from his mouth and addressed the old sow in a very firm tone "Better get back where you belong or you will be sizzling on the stove for breakfast." He must have got his point across as the sow suddenly turned and weaved back and forth till she was in the sty. The next morning, when I helped grandma slop the hogs, none of them seemed to have good appetites, ' must have had hog hangovers.' Storm E. See