Monday, December 9, 2019

Old Story About My Sister

I was aware of this story when it happened but had quite forgotten it until Thanksgiving weekend when, somehow, it became a topic of conversation with a newfound cousin over lunch.  I'm a terrible story-teller but wanted to put this one in writing for the archives.  (Sorry, Shari!)

My sister, a widow who lived in the country just west of Springfield, IL, had a swimming pool, which was an attraction for family and friends.  She also had a Corvette convertible, also quite an attraction for those who are into that sort of thing.

I can't recall the occasion, but her daughter and daughter's companion, plus companion's family came to enjoy the pool.  As it happens, part of the daughter's companion's family is biracial.  No biggie for us.

Shari (my sister) participated in the party, and then decided to take one of the young guys on a trip in the Corvette, for a thrill.  And what a thrill it was!  In the process, I think the road went to gravel and the car skidded into a bean field.  No one was hurt.  Then along came a sheriff's deputy.  Here is my 77-year-old sister, in her bathing suit, with an expensive car in a bean field, accompanied by a young African-American dude.  Nothing weird, right??

The only story I know that can top that one is the one my son-in-law tells when he was a foreign student from Russia, driving around in a junk car with his fellow Greek foreign student at Indiana State University, going from ATM to ATM to find one that would accept his numbers to take mega-money out of his Russian account.  They were wearing camo...had backpacks packed with cash...had accents that revealed them as foreign...and had a car that broke down in the boonies.  When they finally were able to reach police help, they were luckie duckies that they didn't get arrested as terrorists.  I love this story!  Denis is an American citizen now, doing quite well for himself and my family.  Things could have been so much different!!!!

Love my sister.  Love my son-in-law.  It all ended well.  That's all that counts!

 

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