Crackie

Crackie for me, when I was a boy or for anyone around the bay, a crackie was a nondescript dog that was no good. In Hare Bay where I live, people had dogs for hauling wood, and a crackie was no good for that; just a damn crackie. The other definition that I recall my dad would say; there’s uncle Bob coming up the road and young Jack is chasing him – that’s his son. He’s a real crackie – he’s always chasing his father. Somebody faithful.

me at new carrollton station ignoring the crackies

Methies scare me way more than the old day crackies. If the crackie comes up to steal ya bike or your mower you could in fact beat their ass or chase them off because they were flighty. But the methies, the are like a powder keg you don’t want coming at you.