Lion’s tale shows local group’s
About 1958, my wife and I, with our young son, were returning from California. We stopped overnight in Williams. We had gotten a motel room and had gone uptown to eat. This was in late February. As we pulled up to the curb, there was an elderly couple coming down the sidewalk. When I stopped they turned and came straight to the car.
He said, “I see you are a Lion.” I then realized my Lion’s jacket with club name and town was hanging in the side window so he could see it. I answered that yes, I was and we were just going to get something to eat. He said that they were on their way to a Lion’s Ladies Night, and invited us along. I said we could but we had the boy, about five-years-old then. He said fine, bring him along, so we did. We were greeted with true Lions spirit and I don’t think they would take any money for the meal. Their Tail Twister made my son the honorary Tail Twister and put the enclosed badge around his neck and gave him a fur-lined pot to collect the fines for him.
After a pleasant and fun evening, the Tail Twister gave him the badge as a souvenir. I found it the other day and think it is time for it to come back home.
My son will be 49 in February. I am 84 and still in the Lion’s Club. I am a Melvin Jones Fellow, the ninth member of the South Dakota Hall of Fame and will always be a Lion.
Dale R. Green