An old farmer had owned a large farm for several
years. He had a large pond in the back forty, had it fixed up nice; picnic
tables, horseshoe courts, basketball court, etc. The pond was fixed for
swimming when it was built.
One evening the old farmer decided to go down
to the pond, as he hadn’t been there for a while, and look it over. As he
neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he
came closer he saw it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his
pond. He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the
deep end of the pond.
One of the women shouted to him, “We’re not coming out until you leave!”
The old man replied, “I didn’t come down here to watch you ladies swim or
make you get out of the pond, I only came to feed my alligators.” Old age
and treachery will triumph over youth and skill every time!
His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.
He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.
He has published several books about his adventures.
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