I do a little light farming or heavy gardening, whichever …
… farming is hard in my traveling profession …
… quite often I’m not back home in time for my plowing or planting (that’s awful) …
… I knew the feds had been opening my mail for over 20 years …
… reading all my personal, radical mail …
… and it never bothered me because I figured them birds had to learn it somewhere…
… might as well be from my mail …
… but then it occurred to me (in my predicament) having the FBI open your mail might come in handy …
… I sent Sheila (my partner) a letter through the United States mail …
… I said in it ‘For god sake! don’t plow up the backyard! that’s where the guns are buried!’ …
… National Guard rolled up and dug up the whole backyard in time for me to plant the damn thing!
~ Utah Philips 1983