Hi Cats, Hi Ann
Nine years, WOW, not much has changed except maybe we got smarter! Gosh, when I look back at some of the things we did then, I shiver! Remember you going to the crack house looking for your son, and threatening everyone there to get out of your way or else?? Shoot, they must have thought you were a 3rd degree black belt or something to have that kind of nerve! LOL
Remember my noisy mailman asking who I knew in San Quentin? I mean besides the warden?? I remember I would call there and ask to talk to the chaplain. When he would get on the phone, I would ask him to deliver a message to my son! OMG, I was crazy!!
Cats, I remember when I moved here and ran into a lady that told me to be very careful not to go to the other side of the lake. When I asked why, she said, that's where all the "bad" guys are. She said, you'd recognize them right away 'cause they have lots of tattoos! I acted really shocked, then laughed all the way home. Hello, son is that you?
There's a nice dad on the soccer team that was a cop over that side of the lake. He said he had to quit 'cause it was so bad. I said, really? Did you know my son? He almost died from shock. Nice lady like me having a son with tattoos! I must admit all the parole officers are shocked when they come here for the first time to see where son was living! They can't believe he has a normal family. Well, they did think that until they found my nun-chucks!
Ann, I love the new bunny slippers, are those the ones where the cleats are activated when you kick someone? Nice!!
Yep, we will walk together for years to come.
Love you bunches
Hugs, Dev
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