
I’ve been enjoying spending time with Janice my best friend
since 7th grade. She and Dave
are in Phoenix for a few months trying out retirement life. We’ve been getting together most Wednesdays
and it feels like the years have just melted away. We’ve ridden on the light rail to downtown,

gone to the botanical gardens, had lunches together and just hung out. Not quite as exciting as when we rode the bus
to LA to stay at the beach with Janice’s Aunt.
We had a great time at the beach. We were going home and her Aunt
dropped us off at the bus station in downtown LA. The bus was delayed for several hours and we
were wondering the surrounding area to keep busy. We went the wrong way and ended up in a
really bad part of town, went to see a movie where we shared the theater with
drunks, homeless and other lost souls.
We went back to the bus station, got to talking to this nice African
American woman cleaning lady. We told
her what we did and she was really upset and said that we were lucky that we
made it back in one piece. She told us
we should have gone the opposite direction and we would have found a really
nice shopping area. And then there was the time we got matching pajamas but in
different colors. We put them on and
walked around the trailer court thinking that we were being very risqué! One day we were walking home from school and
we decided that it would be fun to walk in the middle of the street on the
white line. Normally we walked on the
ditch bank which was quite an adventure in itself. There we could have fallen 5
feet to our death into the irrigation ditch.
Walking in the middle of the street seemed more dangerous, but safe
enough because there were no cars coming.
It was out in the country for heavens sake! Well, there we were walking in the center of
7th street and had just passed the Melgaards. We were going home so didn’t see the car
coming behind us. Imagine our surprise
when my Dad pulled up and Boy Oh Boy did we get a piece of his mind!


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