Monday, February 10, 2020

GrayWheel


When your Mom married your Dad, I was there and I was younger.  I was 18 and I was faster and stronger than everything in the world; thats how you feel when youre 18.

At your parent's wedding I laughed and ate beef and danced with a bridemaid that  I had just met and never saw again.  Before they left, I told my sister, your mom, that she married an OK guy but that he gave her a bad name.  She went from "Rebecca Briar" , which sounds clean and perfect like a TV show character, to "Rebecca Graywheel" which doesnt sound like anyone.

'No Good', I told her.  But still, an OK guy.

So now Im old and Graywheel is your name now.  It works for you guys, I think.

Graywheel.

Maybe its growing on me.

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