Saturday, October 30, 2010

Bigfoot in Oklahoma Again

When I was a kid there was an area a few blocks west of a friend's house that was overgrown, muddy, and full of twisting trails made by the big kids who snuck around after dark to smoke or drink.



We called it "the Flats."  The whole area was maybe only a half-mile across at its widest point, but to us 11-year-olds, it seemed like an immense jungle.

Whenever I hear about a Bigfoot sighting in Oklahoma, I think of the critter crashing around in "the Flats," and I'm glad I didn't meet him there.

No comments:

There was an error in this gadget
All original content
copyright
© by Mark Alfred