I am delighted to tell you about my childhood favorite place. I was inspired to write THE WATERMELON PATCH because of all the terrific times I had on my Grandfathers farm in Arkansas. It was a wonderful place to go and while away the hours. He raised hound dogs to sell and always had puppies around for my brothers and I to play with.
The watermelon patch as he called it was a wonder with all the beautiful green leaves spread over 2 acres. I loved taking a walk with the old hound dog Sargent Pepper Heel. My Grandfather always said he was my dog. The watermelons were enjoyed by the family and many other neighbors. He also had horses and my favorite one was Prince (black as night and shiny). My Grandfather was a cowboy for sure with his cowboy hat and boots.
He had a very old faded blue truck that bounced along the old dirt road. My Grandchildren loves to hear this story over and over again.
