Yesterday while warming up for my loses, I saw this guy walk by several times with two racquets. After the second pass, I figured he didn't have a place to play or he was amazed at the great shots I was making or the third possibility, him liking my sexy white chicken like legs.
I was right, he was looking for someone to play with. So I invited him to come in an warm up with me until the devil came to play. We ended up playing cut-throat (3 players). My new acquaintance name is Ron. He is an E.R. doctor at a local hospital. What I found to be interesting was he is married to a women of oriental descent and apparently have adopted a very cute black child. She has a business degree from the U of A and stays at home to raise their child. Thirty years ago it would have been almost taboo for a white person in this country to have such relationships, especially in the South. I remember working in a gas station in Rogers in 1972 and a black man and his family pulled in to get gas. Back then we pumped the gas and collected the money. The brother handed me a $20 for about $7.00 of gas. I went in to get change and the manager told me to tell the guy that we didn't have any change. I told him of course we do, not getting his meaning. I went out there and told the man we didn't have change and he said he didn't have anything smaller. I sort of laughed and said this one is on us and he understood and laughed with me. I went back in with a quizzical look and was told it was better not to deal with those types and he put the seven bucks in the till. Even today I am sure it doesn't sit well with some, but as for me, I think it is a sign of a better world and either some good parenting or someone with a strong moral compass. I look for to getting to know him.
Want to say hi to my niece Crystal and her family. I wish you were closer!!!
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