{"id":1010,"date":"2009-02-05T16:13:37","date_gmt":"2009-02-05T16:13:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/2009\/02\/05\/plez-robinson-hubbard\/"},"modified":"2013-08-06T15:46:28","modified_gmt":"2013-08-06T15:46:28","slug":"plez-robinson-hubbard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/2009\/02\/05\/plez-robinson-hubbard\/","title":{"rendered":"plez robinson hubbard. an obituary."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Plez Hubbard died last week.  That wont mean a thing to you.  Unless you live on the mountain&#8230;or used to.  My mom called and said &#8216;they found him in his car&#8217; and that someone had made out <em>he&#8217;d been there for a while<\/em>.  <\/p>\n<p>But he hadn&#8217;t.  His obituary showed up too soon for that.  <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not sure what sort of man he was.  I knew him well when I was a kid, saw him just about every day of my life back then.  But I never paid much attention to him after I grew up.  And it takes growing up to really look at a person sometimes.  I never did that.  <\/p>\n<p>Plez wore overalls.  Drove a tractor.  Worked in a cemetery.  He hung pigs from trees to drain in old cast iron bath tubs.  Our dog got hold of a hog&#8217;s head Plez had sawed off once.  Carried it around our yard for days.  My mom went crazy. <\/p>\n<p>Plez never aged.  He always looked 80 even though he never lived to see it. <\/p>\n<p>When I look back at my time on the mountain, all those years I spent pining for somewhere else, thinking <em>I don&#8217;t belong in a holler on a hillside<\/em>, when that was exactly where I belonged because <strong>there&#8217;s always a purpose to our place<\/strong>, Plez is one of the defining images.  <\/p>\n<p>Plez Robinson Hubbard.  Dead at 78.  <\/p>\n<p>Boy, what a name. <\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Plez Hubbard died last week. That wont mean a thing to you. Unless you live on the mountain&#8230;or used to. My mom called and said &#8216;they found him in his car&#8217; and that someone had made out he&#8217;d been there for a while. But he hadn&#8217;t. His obituary showed up too soon for that. I&#8217;m<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[63],"class_list":["post-1010","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-hum-drum","tag-writing-exercises"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1010","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1010"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1010\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5417,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1010\/revisions\/5417"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1010"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1010"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buffyholt.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1010"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}