I was running home from my sisters house (for the exercise, not to evade the law or anything) this morning, (yeah - I had to go fix something but this time, she listened to me and let me in), and I happened to be on a road called Crescent Street and, at the time, in front of a retired black couples home. I think their names are Henry and Mabel but dont quote me because I have never asked them. When I am out and about, I will talk to anyone and, usually, I will not ask them their names because a lot of people are cautious these days - and they should be. (If you are ever interested in how easy it is for someone who KNOWS computers to steal your identity or even to erase your existence completely, suspend your drivers license, cancel your credit cards, transfer money out of your bank account, file a false federal warrant on you so the next time you are pulled over by the police you will promptly be arrested and extradited to Fulton County Jail until the right judge can determine that it was a computer glitch, etc., etc, just ask me) me). But I have talked to these people several times when walking or running by their house and am not sure about their names. Anyway, I heard the husband say Say Mable, did you just see that white boy than ran by and white is understatement if ever their was one. His wife replied Honey, I dont know because I cannot see anything right now - I think a lighthouse just swung around and shined directly into my eyes. So he said I think it was that friendly tall boy - you know - that funny, tall, but really skinny white boy that stooped and told us that one of our tires was flat as he was walking by and, if we felt we could trust him, he would change it for us for free. Remember honey, he was walking by that day and we thought he was the white mailbox post across the street. She said Sakes alive, yes I remember that boy, very funny boy but really skinny. I already said skinny Mabel. Well, Henry, in that boys case, it needs to be said again. Is that what blinded me? Yes maam - that boy is whiter than the cotton in a new pair of J.C. Penney briefs. He must take baths in Clorox. Mable then said He was so bright, I though it was a whole gang of boys walking by. Henry told her Come on honey, lets go in and take a nap to rest our eyes. Lord Knows they need it. Theres light, white, bright, supernova and then there is that boy. He is really lucky though. Mable asked him as she was rising from her wooden rocker like a spring chicken (dont let her fool you - she may have grey hair but Ill bet she could jump on a body and tattoo knots all around their head), Why do you say that honey? He responded as he was holding the door open for her Cause God will probably give him a free pass into heaven so he can use him as a beacon of light for wayward souls all across the universe, that is, if he dont go all stupid on us and decide to get a tan. Scouts honor! I started a new drawing - an 18 x 24 portrait of Robert Redford.. I finished the sketch and. so far, I havent even used a pencil - just blending stumps sharpened to varying points. I also worked a little on the Crushed Coke Can drawing, 18 x 24. Later, when I finish with work, I will get back to finishing drawings for Alesia Walker Sirmans and Beth Beach McQuaig and restoring a photo of Maria Taylor Carters parents.
Posted on: Mon, 19 May 2014 12:32:23 +0000
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