Words from Tommy Maddox
Tom is a gentleman from Mississippi whom I "met" through our mutual interest in
daylilies.He has a unique way of putting things and a style that is his own.Here are a
few tidbits from Tom on various topics as posted to the AHS robin, used with Tom's
permission.
daylilies.He has a unique way of putting things and a style that is his own.Here are a
few tidbits from Tom on various topics as posted to the AHS robin, used with Tom's
permission.
Tom on various topics:
I honestly believe I used to be smarter than I am now. My teachers did a poor job of training
me to think and remember things. My teachers were either too old with blue hair and I
didn't want to listen or too young and pretty and I never listened I just
sit and stared at them. I was coming-on to some of my teachers when I was in
the third grade. No wonder I wore out so fast, I started much too young with
my checkered love affairs. I had one teacher that was so pretty that quite a
few times I went to the school house on Saturday. Lee has not been very
friendly to me since Ole Miss thumped the Volunteers kister this past
weekend. Come to think of it he has not been nice to me in five years,
that's when we met. When I moved up to Jr High one of my teachers told me I
could sue my Elementary teachers since I was so dense about things I should
have known. My Mother told my teacher at a PTA meeting that I had a dog that
would throw a stick and I would go get it. I don't remember that but I do
remember being tired all the time.
I believe one of the biggest hurdles in hybridizing is finding a
good pod parent. I have come to believe if the pod parent is pretty (what
you like, round with blunt sepals) and you do a long cross with a pretty
pollen parent (that you like), you should get some pretty keepers. If you
are only planting say 10 seeds or less in a cross you would have to get very
lucky to get a good keeper. If you plant 50 or 100 seeds of a cross with
good parents I believe your chances of getting something better than either
parent is very good. Ugly will propagate ugly just about every time. The
same thing is true with goats, if you sit down and eat an ugly goat you will
more than likely get sick. Pretty goats won't make you sick. That's why
people get upset stomachs when they eat out, they ate a steak from an ugly
cow. Maybe someday they will be required to put a picture of the cow right
there on the package. This is another reason I still might sue my teachers I
can't keep on track of what I am saying or doing. My teachers may all be
dead, especially the ones with blue hair that drove blue four door
Plymouths. They were all over a hundred 65 years ago so they may have all
gone through the line already, except the pretty ones who may now have blue
hair now and drive blue Plymouths. No wonder I can't get anything done I am
always forgetting what I was trying to do.
Never laugh at or make fun of somebody who fights with tree limbs.
Never marry a girl who is bigger and stronger than you are. Never marry a
girl you can't outrun, learned that the hard way. Women are much too strong
for their size than they need to be. Never marry a girl you pick up in a bar
unless her Daddy owns the bar. Never get a divorce unless you are sure you
would still be happy with half your stuff and none of your money.
Remember the folks that are ill, our country, and the Volunteers who
protect your kister every day....Gotta Go...
Tom
I honestly believe I used to be smarter than I am now. My teachers did a poor job of training
me to think and remember things. My teachers were either too old with blue hair and I
didn't want to listen or too young and pretty and I never listened I just
sit and stared at them. I was coming-on to some of my teachers when I was in
the third grade. No wonder I wore out so fast, I started much too young with
my checkered love affairs. I had one teacher that was so pretty that quite a
few times I went to the school house on Saturday. Lee has not been very
friendly to me since Ole Miss thumped the Volunteers kister this past
weekend. Come to think of it he has not been nice to me in five years,
that's when we met. When I moved up to Jr High one of my teachers told me I
could sue my Elementary teachers since I was so dense about things I should
have known. My Mother told my teacher at a PTA meeting that I had a dog that
would throw a stick and I would go get it. I don't remember that but I do
remember being tired all the time.
I believe one of the biggest hurdles in hybridizing is finding a
good pod parent. I have come to believe if the pod parent is pretty (what
you like, round with blunt sepals) and you do a long cross with a pretty
pollen parent (that you like), you should get some pretty keepers. If you
are only planting say 10 seeds or less in a cross you would have to get very
lucky to get a good keeper. If you plant 50 or 100 seeds of a cross with
good parents I believe your chances of getting something better than either
parent is very good. Ugly will propagate ugly just about every time. The
same thing is true with goats, if you sit down and eat an ugly goat you will
more than likely get sick. Pretty goats won't make you sick. That's why
people get upset stomachs when they eat out, they ate a steak from an ugly
cow. Maybe someday they will be required to put a picture of the cow right
there on the package. This is another reason I still might sue my teachers I
can't keep on track of what I am saying or doing. My teachers may all be
dead, especially the ones with blue hair that drove blue four door
Plymouths. They were all over a hundred 65 years ago so they may have all
gone through the line already, except the pretty ones who may now have blue
hair now and drive blue Plymouths. No wonder I can't get anything done I am
always forgetting what I was trying to do.
Never laugh at or make fun of somebody who fights with tree limbs.
Never marry a girl who is bigger and stronger than you are. Never marry a
girl you can't outrun, learned that the hard way. Women are much too strong
for their size than they need to be. Never marry a girl you pick up in a bar
unless her Daddy owns the bar. Never get a divorce unless you are sure you
would still be happy with half your stuff and none of your money.
Remember the folks that are ill, our country, and the Volunteers who
protect your kister every day....Gotta Go...
Tom
Tom on Hearing Aids
" I got my new hearing aids yesterday. I don't remember the world being such
a noisy place. I forgot birds still sing so loud. I have not got use to all
the sounds yet. I could hear, just what little I wanted too. I told Joyce
that I didn't remember her being so noisy. I was eating pop corn for supper
last night and I told Joyce that I think I should call our neighbor and
apologize for making all the noise chomping on my pop corn. When I swallow
something I can hear it hit bottom, that is sure new. Of course Joyce said
will all the padding around my middle she was surprised I could hear any
sound get out. I like to turn the TV down so low no one can hear and tell
her, "It's still a little loud for me". She forgets sometimes I have them
and talks so loud, the neighbor must surely know what I thought about most
of them. I guess I have no secrets. There were times today the solitude I
was basking in, was sorely missed. I believe if I lived alone I would park
these rascals for longer stays. The preacher will have to use somebody else
for preaching material now that I can hear him."
" I got my new hearing aids yesterday. I don't remember the world being such
a noisy place. I forgot birds still sing so loud. I have not got use to all
the sounds yet. I could hear, just what little I wanted too. I told Joyce
that I didn't remember her being so noisy. I was eating pop corn for supper
last night and I told Joyce that I think I should call our neighbor and
apologize for making all the noise chomping on my pop corn. When I swallow
something I can hear it hit bottom, that is sure new. Of course Joyce said
will all the padding around my middle she was surprised I could hear any
sound get out. I like to turn the TV down so low no one can hear and tell
her, "It's still a little loud for me". She forgets sometimes I have them
and talks so loud, the neighbor must surely know what I thought about most
of them. I guess I have no secrets. There were times today the solitude I
was basking in, was sorely missed. I believe if I lived alone I would park
these rascals for longer stays. The preacher will have to use somebody else
for preaching material now that I can hear him."
Tom on getting older:
" I never forgive anybody any more, I can't remember what they did. That's
one good thing about growing older you have less friends to put up with.
People don't like to hang around people over 70 and people over 70 just seem
not to mind. Joyce went to get her hair cut, it was about to run her crazy,
in fact I think I sent her. She always comes back in a better mood. One time
I sent her twice in one week. Her memory is almost as bad as mine. She came
back in a better mood that's what counts.
Tom"
" I never forgive anybody any more, I can't remember what they did. That's
one good thing about growing older you have less friends to put up with.
People don't like to hang around people over 70 and people over 70 just seem
not to mind. Joyce went to get her hair cut, it was about to run her crazy,
in fact I think I sent her. She always comes back in a better mood. One time
I sent her twice in one week. Her memory is almost as bad as mine. She came
back in a better mood that's what counts.
Tom"
