Given this tip, we set off for Cades Cove, up here in the Tenn. Smokies, and sure enough we "seen bars and deers all over the place" and a shit load of rubber-necking wankers from Ohio and neighboring environs, plus we "seen two wild turkeys"... and a cool grist mill that was grinding corn meal & the fellow gave me his flashlight so I cold look down at the bevel gear and stuff. My grandma's mother got a bevel gear from a cousin hailing from Ohio (pre-wanker), who owned a foundry. The bevel gear converts motion going in one direction to motion going in another....namely the waterwheel to the axle turning the millstone that grinds the corn. Anyhow.....Great-Grandma and spouse and the cousin were sitting around the kitchen table one night jawing about applications for the bevel gear and decided to build a grist mill...something missing from their WVa. valley. Grandma told the cousin that all he wanted was more time to eat her cooking.
He said, "Yep."
"I am an old man and have known a great many troubles,but most of them never happened."
____Mark Twain
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