Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

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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