November 22, 2004

  • Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!


    I just realized I don’t have a picture of Paula.  I shall have to remedy that.


    The summer after I turned twenty Paula and I drove 200 miles to my university town to look for an apartment for me.  We were driving my big green ford truck, the one I drove before I got my little red king cab (baby you’re much too fast…).  we had gotten about fifteen minutes out of town and Paula was looking out the window.  We live in a big orcharding area and both of us come from fruit families.  She said, “that’s odd, there aren’t any blossoms on those trees…”  So I said, “well maybe they’re nut trees!”  She paused, looked over at me scornfully and said, “NO Lara, they’re TREES!”


    A decade and a half later and it’s STILL good for a belly laugh…

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