|Paul Land Johnson
Birth: August 7, 1914 (Mississippi)
Death: June 15, 1978 (Louisiana)
As Uncle Land and his friend Emil spent a peaceful afternoon trotline fishing on the Mississippi River, a curious alligator swam up to their aluminum boat. The unusually clear water allowed the men a perfect view of this monster.
What to do?
Instead of hightailing it to shore or trolling in water not infested with predators, they poked him between the eyes with an oar… The beast went berserk. He bumped and rocked and pitched the boat, nearly dumping them into the river.
Being prepared farmer-hunters, the men had firearms on board. Uncle Land shot the alligator with his 12 gauge, making him even more crazed. His second shot, fired with a 22 rifle, killed the thing.
For days, Uncle Land hauled the alligator around town in the bed of his truck proudly showing off his 8+ foot trophy. Eventually he skinned, cleaned and cooked it but didn’t much like the taste. His son, Bud, took the alligator head to school which no doubt impressed all the girls.
|Land Johnson with his alligator…|
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