The last time I was in the Dallas area I delivered myself into the company of someone that I cared for quite a bit for the last time. Her family received me with as much warmth as they ever had shown me. A young cousin asked me things of the future that I dodged. Grandfather and I discussed my ability to hold my own... pointless... That being said-
As we sat around the table before Thanksgiving dinner holding hands, we were asked to pass on to the others around us a few things that we were thankful for. After a few lives, loves, friends, and families, it worked out to be my turn. I thanked that table for cell phones, trying to explain that I was happy to get my holiday conversation with my mother taken care of all the way in Texas. As these words came from my mouth I became more and more mortified that I had thanked a higher being for cell phones in the presence of devout Catholics. I'll never forget that embarrassment. What came out of my mouth was not my intended thought...
Squirrel fishing.
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