The Hawgs

The Hawgs

After a weekend trip home to Arkansas, Bill Clinton stepped from the helicopter and onto the White House lawn. He was carrying two Arkansas-bred hawgs, one under each arm. At the bottom of the steps, a young Marine snapped to attention, saluted sharply and said, “Fine looking pigs, sir!”

Mr. Clinton turned and glared at the young Marine. “Son, don’t you know I’m from Arkansas? These ain’t pigs. They’re hawgs.”

The Marine shot back, “Marine begs the COMMANDER IN CHIEF’S pardon, sir! Fine looking hawgs, sir!”

Clinton smiled with pride and the young Marine felt a wave of calm wash over.

The President went on, “Thank you, son. You see this one here?”He lifted up the pig under his right arm. “I got this one for Chelsea.”

Then he nodded to the hawg on his left. “And this one here, I got for Hillary.”

At that, the Marine snapped back: “Outstanding trade, sir!”

Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

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.

For more information, please consult his website,

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