Those of you that read this irregular regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile of so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
I never write about living people except with their express permission, but since these folks are long gone, they are fair game. They were actually very nice folks, but had some huge quirks, as most folks in my little town did.
Perilee and Sarge were just a little older than my parents. Sarge (to this day, I never knew his real first name) had been in the Army during World War II. thus the name. As far as I know they were both native of the area.