Neanderpundit

Quoi? A present!

So I stop as is my habit after I pull in the driveway, to get the mail, and there’s a flat package. Fan mail from some flounder? No! Galveston- who do I know in… Oh!

So moderately sure it will not combust, I bring it in the house.

Several months back I picked Jim and his lady up at Midway. They were in town very briefly, and they had the evening free. Jim was a little peeved at not being able to bring his pocketknife with him through security, and I happened to have an extra, so I lent it to him. And he sent it back!

This was my throwaway knife- the ones I take to the airport and only about 1 out of 3 times get confiscated. I would have been fine with him keeping it. it was worth the loss of the knife to spend the time with the elegant couple.

Instead he sharpened the knife, added one from his own collection, and an NRA challenge coin!

Thank you, Jim! it was great to have you here, even if for a few brief hours. I hope to get down to Galveston someday and visit you in your native habitat. We can just sit and listen to your wife talk, it’s the kind of accent that normally makes me want to take out my wallet.