Back in about '79 the waitress in the joint I'd eat lunch at came in looking rough. I found out she was in a very abusive relationship. I offered to help her escape and we went to her place, grabbed some of her stuff and off we went.
We pawned some of it and I parked her with and old girlfriend for a couple of days and then grabbed my partner.
We picked her up and drove her from the Seattle area to Kodiak and got her a job in one of the canneries and got her a room in the cannery bunkhouse.
She thrived.
A while later she met a halfway decent guy, they married and had a couple of kids together and they moved to his old home in one of the native villages where I suppose they are to this day.
She used to call me her knight in shining armor. Shining armor my ass! I was wearing a pair of stinking, ratty Levis, a threadbare khaki shirt and my grubby Navy leather flight jacket.
I have not thought about her in years and I wonder how she made out.
To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this: http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY
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