Don’t scare someone with a chopping ax in his hand

One day my father had my brother Leroy working on a fence that was make of rails. The rails were getting old and the neighbor’s cows were getting into our land where we had crops planted. He had my brother cutting down saplings; these are small trees, to fix the gaps so the cows could not get into our crops. The fence went through a wooded area. When it was lunch time my mother sent my older sister, Wanda to go call him to come to lunch. As she approached him he was working with a chopping ax and had his back to her. She thought it would be fun to scare him. So she sneaked up behind him and yelled real loud. For some reason she squatted down as soon as she yelled and that was what saved her. Because when she scared him he turned swing the ax as hard as he could. The ax just grazed the top of her head, if she had remained standing he would have laid her open with blade of a sharp ax. If the blow did not kill her she would have most likely bleed to death before she could have been taken to a doctor. We had no automobile at the time and dad was not at home at that time. By the time help could have arrived and then be driven 30 miles over dirt roads to a doctor she most likely would not have survived.