Pat Shingleton: "Swattin' Blow Flies"
Welcome to Springtime! Possibly you've noticed that once we pop on the air conditioners hibernating insects head out of the vents. Yesterday I noticed a huge fly that triggered memories of my Mom. Once the temperatures moved up the "Blow flies" were swarming. Blow and Bottle Flies are common all over the world. These flies derive their name from the bloated condition of rotting animal carcasses that their larvae, known as maggots, infest. Blow flies are the most common flies around dead animals. Meat-processing plants, garbage dumps and slaughterhouses, are highly populated with these flies. I remember Mom's fly swatter that was weighted by a sunflower on one side and of course the swatting mesh on the other. If one of her kids or neighbors would leave a door open form more than eleven seconds, she ordered, "Close the door, I don't want any of those Blow flies on this cobbler I just baked!" She was obsessed with whacking these flies, occasionally in the house, but more so on the front and back porches. It was unfortunate if one of these landed on Grand-pap Price's head, he hated Blow flies for more than one reason.