Prune picker

Prune picker is a Depression Era term for a native Californian. It was not a complement. In the thirties when I was a boy there were times that I was the only prune picker in a group. Everyone else had been born somewhere else.

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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Nice Jeep, Good Friend.

 I had just left my car at the body shop for repairs that would take a week. Walking down the street to Buddy's I tried to call my son in law John for a ride home. He was on the deer lease with just enough cell phone signal to let us know we could not talk.

I thought to myself "Would it be too much of an imposition to call Skip Russell to give me a ride? He is out picking up quarters from his laundromats and he might be available." I decided that Skip would not mind, so I called him.

Skip drove me to his house and loaned me his nice Jeep for the week. Here I was loathe to ask for a ten minute ride home and he loans me his jeep for the week! Is that a good friend or not? I think so, thank you very much, SKIP.

In addition to being a good friend, Skip is brave. My car has been driven into twice in the last month!

1 comment:

  1. Wow -- what a super duper nice friend!! And, lucky you, nice Jeep to drive for the week. :)


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