Post by Neal on Sept 27, 2021 3:20:51 GMT -5
I'm really happy with Chapter 12. I like Hunter's changing attitude about his past, his attitude, Caleb and his sister and parents. I can't wait for next Sunday's chapter.
As I read I highlight sentences I like as I go along. I think it will be the one I comment on in the forum. There were a lot of sentences that got highlighted as better than the last one highlighted. So many witty and/or amusing things to consider. Good on you Dave!
Lots of things in Dave's stories resonate with me. Some because I have experienced them. Some because I wish I had experienced them (wink wink nudge nudge).
The sentence I picked was because it caused... flashbacks is too strong, memories of things in my past works for me.
"I have a plan. There are six garage sales within a few miles of both a Goodwill store and a Salvation Army store." is the one I picked.
While stationed in DC I used to spend weekends with an old shipmate and his family in Richmond, VA. I used to drive there in the little white Ranger I mentioned earlier because his wife and her sister needed it to go "Yard Sailing" in. Every Saturday that I had the truck there his wife and her sister would bribe me with premium coffee early in the morning and I would drive them around. I found most of the yard sales depressing. Interesting but depressing. Peoples stuff spread out on the lawn and in the driveway. Mostly used stuff or kids clothes and toys that had been out grown. A couple or three times interesting things happened though. I never did buy anything. It just pleased me to do something for my friend and his wife. They were amusing as hell every time they scored some fabulous deal. Most weekends the back of the truck was filled with their treasures.
One place we went was in the West End of Richmond. (Big Bucks, Mansions neighborhood.) The lady running the "Yard Sale" had things on rented banquet tables. Nothing was on the ground. There were Mercedes and Beemer parts, Bang & Olufsen components. High end jewelry and clothes on hangers in dry cleaner bags on rented coat racks. The lady had no clue what anything was worth. She was standing behind a table inside the 3 car garage dressed like she was going to a cocktail party. At one point when 12 or 15 people were in the garage she clutched her pearls and asked the group if she should make coffee.
The other memorable weekend (And then I'll stop babbling.) was a White Elephant sale at a large Catholic church in Richmond. WE HAD TO GET THERE EARLY I was told Friday night. We got there early and it was a large indoor function room adjacent to the church. There were a lot of tables in the function room covered in stuff with price tags on them. The girls spent a long time cruising all the tables inside. I got bored and went out side to smoke. After awhile both of them came quickly out of the building and heading for the truck the sister yelled at me "Lets go now!" As I was getting in the truck they tossed armloads of stuff in the back, got in and the sister was loudly saying Go! Go! Go. When we got about a block away I asked what was going on. The friends wife looked at me then at her sister and asked her what is going on? The sister said they were in a long line waiting to pay and go. She saw a nun open an other exit and rushed them over there. The nun asked what they owed and the sister told her all the items were off the 25 cent table. The nun counted all the items and told them how much to pay. They paid and exited the building. I looked at my friends wife and then we looked at her sister. I asked, "You mean you screwed the nuns?" The sister said "Yup". We all busted out laughing.
Dave, thanks for my weekly "Happy"
As I read I highlight sentences I like as I go along. I think it will be the one I comment on in the forum. There were a lot of sentences that got highlighted as better than the last one highlighted. So many witty and/or amusing things to consider. Good on you Dave!
Lots of things in Dave's stories resonate with me. Some because I have experienced them. Some because I wish I had experienced them (wink wink nudge nudge).
The sentence I picked was because it caused... flashbacks is too strong, memories of things in my past works for me.
"I have a plan. There are six garage sales within a few miles of both a Goodwill store and a Salvation Army store." is the one I picked.
While stationed in DC I used to spend weekends with an old shipmate and his family in Richmond, VA. I used to drive there in the little white Ranger I mentioned earlier because his wife and her sister needed it to go "Yard Sailing" in. Every Saturday that I had the truck there his wife and her sister would bribe me with premium coffee early in the morning and I would drive them around. I found most of the yard sales depressing. Interesting but depressing. Peoples stuff spread out on the lawn and in the driveway. Mostly used stuff or kids clothes and toys that had been out grown. A couple or three times interesting things happened though. I never did buy anything. It just pleased me to do something for my friend and his wife. They were amusing as hell every time they scored some fabulous deal. Most weekends the back of the truck was filled with their treasures.
One place we went was in the West End of Richmond. (Big Bucks, Mansions neighborhood.) The lady running the "Yard Sale" had things on rented banquet tables. Nothing was on the ground. There were Mercedes and Beemer parts, Bang & Olufsen components. High end jewelry and clothes on hangers in dry cleaner bags on rented coat racks. The lady had no clue what anything was worth. She was standing behind a table inside the 3 car garage dressed like she was going to a cocktail party. At one point when 12 or 15 people were in the garage she clutched her pearls and asked the group if she should make coffee.
The other memorable weekend (And then I'll stop babbling.) was a White Elephant sale at a large Catholic church in Richmond. WE HAD TO GET THERE EARLY I was told Friday night. We got there early and it was a large indoor function room adjacent to the church. There were a lot of tables in the function room covered in stuff with price tags on them. The girls spent a long time cruising all the tables inside. I got bored and went out side to smoke. After awhile both of them came quickly out of the building and heading for the truck the sister yelled at me "Lets go now!" As I was getting in the truck they tossed armloads of stuff in the back, got in and the sister was loudly saying Go! Go! Go. When we got about a block away I asked what was going on. The friends wife looked at me then at her sister and asked her what is going on? The sister said they were in a long line waiting to pay and go. She saw a nun open an other exit and rushed them over there. The nun asked what they owed and the sister told her all the items were off the 25 cent table. The nun counted all the items and told them how much to pay. They paid and exited the building. I looked at my friends wife and then we looked at her sister. I asked, "You mean you screwed the nuns?" The sister said "Yup". We all busted out laughing.
Dave, thanks for my weekly "Happy"
