A Nevada memory.

When we were living at Reipetown,  Nevada, we lived in a tent house right in town.  Dad worked in a mine just outside of town. There was no school or churches in this town either.  In fact the open pit mine where Dad worked, was slowly spreading the tailings so much, the town was in danger of being covered up with them. Us kids got to see and talk to a lot of miners. There was not a whole lot of kids in this town. We had a friend name Sonny, who was a couple years older than me and 2 Mexican kids is all I can remember.  Some of the miners would tease us kids.  One day a couple of the miners who were out on the boardwalk sitting on a bench drinking beer, told Weldon, Fred, Me and Sonny that the  Chinese  mine cook was thinking of making chop suey for supper but he needed a couple of cats for it.  They said the cook would give.us a quarter for every cat we took him.  Well knowing us, like dummies we got a gunny sack and we finally did catch a couple of cats.  We took them up to the mine and to the cook.  Needless to say he was very pissed.  Not at us kids mind you but the guys who told us to bring him cats. He gave us each a piece of cherry pie.