Wednesday, September 3, 2008

On the rocks

So, I called Mommy Dearest to ask if she ever made it out to Clingstone.  I knew she would come thru.  Of course, she said "we used to get into our row boats and go out there and rummage around".  

What does that mean?  Did you party out there - no they were a little young.  She told me that when she was about 12 she walked into the bar to get the oars to her rowboat and someone threw an apron on her to help out and that was the end of her wandering.

I asked "why do you think I never made it out there".  She said "well, a couple of reasons.  One, people lived there when you were young and two you did not have a row boat."

Hmm... good point. 

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