You can't go home. The days of elephants on the lane are no doubt gone forever. The watching children are grown with children and/or grandchildren of their own. The city and country have changed. Only memories remain; the sounds of exotic birds, the cry of gibbons in the trees, gun-shots in the night, a pet bear eating leftovers in the driveway. In North Alabama, through my yard might pass deer, possums, raccoons, fox, coyotes and maybe a wildcat from time to time. No elephants. Sigh.
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The nation of Laos is actually called, "The Nation of a Million Elephants and the White Parasol" (as you know). Laos is a shortened version.
I wonder how many elephants were killed in the Indochina wars?
I bet the elephants don't forget, either.
I don't know about elephants buy Gordon Young - Bill's brother - was said to have killed a bear with a pistol. Mr. Black Bear was leaning against a tree and Gordon soft-shoed up behind him and popped him in the head. Bear died. Good for Gordon; if the bear had lived, Gordon would not have done so.
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