Seán Fitzpatrick grendel.jjf at VERIZON.NET
Mon Mar 3 05:31:34 UTC 2008

In my slightly later youth, in WE, the boots were called "boondockERs".
"Boondocks" was always the countryside.  My MacDonald cousins lived on a
farm in Upper Marlborough, MD, near Washington, D.C.  (Those familiar with
the area today may pause to wrap their minds around the idea of farms in
Upper Marlborough.)  The name sign at the entrance to the drive said simply
"E-I-E-I-O".  I mention this because there is a family song, that in part,
goes (to Down in the Valley):
Down boondocks
In Marlborough Upper
Though uninvited
We'll stay for supper.
 . . .
Down in the boondocks
The boondocks so low
Out to MacDonalds' . . .
E, I, E, I, O.

Seán Fitzpatrick
It’s a Gnostic thing. You wouldn't understand.

-----Original Message-----
From: Wilson Gray [mailto:hwgray at GMAIL.COM]
Sent: Sunday, 02 March, 2008 02:19
Subject: Boondocks

In my youth, in BE, "boondocks" was the slang term for combat boots or
for (work)boots that resembled them. The equivalent of standard "out
in the boondocks" was "out in the country" or "out in the woods." The
latter term tended to be rather literal. When I was a child, my father
took me with him on a trip to see someone who lived out in the woods.
The man and his family lived in a log cabin in a clearing literally
out in the East-Texas piney woods, at the end of a dirt "trace" or
track. It was there that I first saw swine in my, at that time, very
short life. I remember them as running loose around his cabin, but
they were most likely in a pen. IAC, those weird snouts freaked me out
so much that I was afraid to get out of the car.

Since those days, however, I have often had occasion to enjoy swine
snouts in the form of barbecued snoots, a Saint Louis speciality, but
they're also easily available in South-Central Los Angeles.

And, also since then, I've heard and read stories of people falling or
being thrown into pig pens and being eaten alive. They make me glad
that I didn't get out of the car.

All say, "How hard it is that we have to die"---a strange complaint to
come from the mouths of people who have had to live.
                                              -Sam'l Clemens

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