MISS MACIE’S STANDIN’ ON HER PORCH WITH A RIFLE POINTED RIGHT DOWN THE G.D. MIDDLE OF MAIN STREET.’ About that time, the rabid dog staggered out from between a couple of buildings and stood trembling in front of the hardware store. All the men rushed up to her end of the street to congratulate and thank her for such a great shot, although every one of them – even my daddy, her own brother – would have thought before that day that Aunt Macie couldn’t have hit water if she’d jumped out of a boat. “Couldn’t have hit water if she’d jumped out of a boat” – what a wonderful, information-packed expression! He couldn’t hit water if he jumped out of a boat.