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Beau Wann, Jr.
KAY! ! ! ! Howdy! sure is glad to hear from you! "sure is"? My mind sure does go in different directions at the same time! Great to hear from you! I cant believe I missed the shroom festival again. Ding dangit! ! ! Bandera and Fredricksburg are beautiful, especially on a motorcycle. Utopia and Leaky are great too.
Of course anywhere in Texas is a good place to be, cept maybe the big city! 4 ladies on a trip? Hmmm...My first and last trip with a bunch of guys, ie my MC trip to D.C. for rolling thunder in 12, I always got a separate room. the rest of the guys doubled up or even tripled up to save money. Money is an important thing, but my quiet solitude at the end of the day is more important! ! !
I remember my last days in the Patrol Squadron in the Navy. We got a new old guy in, that snored so loud, he sounded like a grizzly bear trying to sing! If you came in after this guy went to bed, you could forget about going to sleep. Some of us would go out and sleep in the planes, or anywhere you could find to get away from the noise!
Went to sleep towards the end of the Dallas Cowboy game, dont know who won...dont really care! They dont show the cheerleaders near enough, dontcha think? Anyway, guess I went to sleep too early, cause I've been up since 3. Made a cup O Joe, and all the cats came a runnin for something to eat. I hate to turn down Katy and Peaches, cause they are so thin. Annie-Bob is getting to look like a pot bellied pig...tha big pig...big olie just licks at the canned food, but really likes the crunches better! guess it reminds him of the bones crunching in a mouse! Now there's a really great thought! Keep it up mister and we'll just have your credentials pulllllled!
My youngest borrowed Pegasus (my motorcycle for those just tunning in) to ride in a benefit that I'm still not clear on! It was sponsored by "Mattress Mac" (who else) and the "blue Knights", (motorcycle cops) and others. They rode to Galveston and back with full police escort. Kevin said that there were a lot of nuns riding on three wheelers and side cars and on the back of bikes. He said that a nun rode on the back of my bike...now that tears it, I specifically said before he left, "NO NUNS" are to be riding on my bike...but nooooooo, did he listen?
He said her name was Sister Joyce, and she was a fun nun! ! ! She had never been on a MC before, and just giggled and laughed the whole trip. Well, I guess it was a good thing, cause my son could use the protection. He's the one that got hit down on the Kemah bridge a few years back. Broke his lower right leg in four places, with all the different breaks you can have. Now has a titanium rod in that leg! He said he wasnt too nervous going across that bridge, and pointed out to the spot to sister Joyce where it happened and told her about it when they stopped.
He also sent a picture to me of the Christian Motorcycle Club praying over my bike and blessing it. Even got a sticker for my windshield. Now you cant beat that, a nun rode on it, and it was blessed...what more could a feller want?
They didnt start back till 5:30 Saturday eenin because of the rain. Whew, I'm sure glad of that cause rain is hell on a motorcycle and it's rider, blessed or not! He got back safe and sound and put it in the garage and picked up his truck and drove home and slept till Sunday morn late. We were at a wedding when he got back.
I did notice when we got back from the wedding that Pegasus sorta glowed, and had a shinny halo over him! Need to wash it with a high pressure hose cause the Galveston air encourages rust! ! !
I guess to recap that day, my son had fun with a nun under the sun on a benefit run and now it's done...hun! ! ! ! ! OH STOP IT RIGHT THIS MINUTE, YOURE MAKING ME KRAZY! ! !
Speaking of weddings, the one we went to was a good one...sort of...I mean, I'm just not a wedding kind of guy...that belongs to the ladies! ! ! The young man and woman getting married are soon to be doctors. They start their residency this next year, and they are both going to be pediatricians! Stephen, the groom, is the son of a long time friend from church. Stephen and his brother Dillon were in my Sunday school class, and Dianes sunday school class, plus she had them in the childrens choir.
It's amazing how quick they grow up. They were so small and cute back 20 or 30 years ago...now they are tall and handsome men, and both turned out so well too! Dillon is a math teacher and coach at a katy or cyfair school, and of course I already mentioned Stephen is a doctor. His new bride is also a doctor, and is just stunningly beautiful and as tall as Stephen. He is 6'6" if he's an inch. When they greet me, they have to bend over to give me a hug! Well, as long as I get a hug, I dont care if I have to stand on a chair!
The wedding and reception was held at the Vineyard, which use to be a church, at the corners of Michaux and 11th street. Key street is behind it, right where the garage apt we stayed at back in the late 40's and 1950. We moved to Dubarry in 51 methinks!
Diane and I couldnt remember what the name of the now defunct church was, but it is the one with the steeple that you can see at the end of 11th street. A Methodist church was directly behind the garage apt on Key st, which is literally a stones throw from the church that is now a Wedding place...I thought it was either west end baptist or east end baptist...Well, depending on where you were physically, it was either east or west...eh what?
Poor Peaches, she just howls day and night. Dont know what to do for her other than what we have been doing, thyroid pills and high blood pressure pills, and food and water! She doesnt like to be held, never did, so cuddling her for any length of time is out of the question! Well, she is 18 now and in cat years thats...hmmm, carry the 3...bout 72 years old for a kitty. Maybe I should sit her on my blessed bike...bless her heart!
Ok, now she has awakend my beloved and her savior. gotta make more coffee! Maybe some scrambled eggs and sausage for breakfast! Yall keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...with a nun if you can...
Your frien and brother-in-classmate Attila the hun gry
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