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Since our Crane Lions Club was organized in the fall of 1940 we have had some interesting projects and some very interesting programs. As I was a charter member I definitely remember lots of them. One day our cook prepared for our usual good crowd but hardly anyone showed up. The cook had fried chicken and we had a mountain of it. We promptly had a chicken eating contest. Jack Smartt hung in pretty well but yours truly beat him by one piece. I do not tell how many pieces of chicken I ate that day. One Tuesday noon our Chief of Police was supposed to be the program. Of course, we were expecting a speech. He sat at the head table with his back towards the stage at the 6th Street Community Hall. Just before the meal was over the kitchen door opened with a bang and a disreputable character charged in and fired a pistol several times into the chest of the Chief. He quickly ran out. The Chief's chair went over backward and he fell against the stage holding his chest. The shots sounded like cannon fire. What acting! When he passed out forms we were asked - what was the assailant wearing? How tall was he? How much did he weight? Was he blond or brunett? What kind of pistol did he shoot? No wonder it sounded like a cannon. It was a .357 Magnum! The point was to check our powers of observation and perception. It worked. |