My Mother told this story so many
times she should get a prize. But it never fails to get a few
little snickers. Not the good kind, but snickers!!!
It has also given the family a little funny at the right time, as
needed. She and my Dad were on the road with their big Sideshow,
the one with the 150 foot front. They had a couple of fat ladies,
Lala Coola, and the little prince who were black, a fat lady and a
midget. Then there was Big Bertha Curtis and her husband Slim.
Slim was just that, Slim and very slow moving. He did every thing
in slow motion. You would have to know
them to really appreciate him. Bertha was the one who wore the
pants in the family.
One time there was a really big Blowdown, when that happens
everybody, star or not, grabs the banner line and starts dropping
banners. Back then they might have cost a couple of hundred bucks
for a Snap Wyatt, which is what covered the front on our show.
Well everybody was there doing their job but Slim Curtis. The
front was saved, but Slim was nowhere to be found. Daddy finally
found him, back behind the show and in his little tiny Italian
voice asked him just where in the hell he had been during the
storm when no one could find him to help. In his slow southern
drawl he said, "But Al, don't be mad at me, I couldn't find
anybody to hold my candy apple!!!"
To this day, when one of the family can't be found only to turn up
later, it is only because we couldn't find anyone to hold our
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