A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS
MAY 23, 2010
Sunday
175/365
Grace in Small Things
1) Ron is still hilarious. Commenting on one of our inabilities to hold our liquor "Yea I remember. Hit him in the ass with a concord grape and he was drunk"
2) John spun tales of events and happenings that I failed to remember but with his magical retelling it seemed like yesterday. The Hairy Buffalo parties. Everyone was required to bring a bottle of alcohol, no beer allowed, and pour it into the base of grape juice, brown sugar and sherbet all stirred up into a bubbling mess in a huge plastic garbage can.( "We tried to have a new one on hand" Ron explained to Joe). How we all had to take the first drink out of the passed around toilet plunger, much like a chalice ("We always tried to have a new one on hand" Ron explained to Joe.) Finding a baseball glove at the bottom of the proverbial barrel.
3) The greatest story of them all was about IJK Jr. He holed up in the frat house for a whole week not going to classes. Then he went around and told all his professors that cattle rustlers attacked his parents ranch and shot his father "Right next to the heart" and being the eldest son, he had to go home and run the family business.
4) Joe indulging me.
5) It helped that we were on a beautiful boat dock marina.
1 comment:
My goodness, that drink mix sounds AWFUL!! But a fun memory, for sure. :)
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