Maxine's Story
GRANDMA DID WHAT??
She lied.
Oh I did and if Ross or Judy happen to read this I am will to bet they would laugh and recall the old argument that if I was present we would happily go right back to it.
Poor Jackie who didn't participate in arguments at all if she could avoid them & happy happy David—who loved them!
We were in the van on one of the 'robot' trips somewhere in California—Don't know exactly where we were and that was the joy of it for me. About all I ever got to see of that state was freeways & airports and Disneyland. [California & adventure—the Red Woods]
Oh yes, the Temple in Oakland and the wharf in San Francisco where the great seafood could be found. Now that is nothing to complain about and I never did—but oh how I loved that particular trip on the smaller highways—cutting across parts of the state I had never seen—and knew I would never see again. I believe we were heading for Yosemite and because it was early Spring the usual and shorter route was closed. There was snow in the mountains--(we did not encounter any at all). Just this long drive through country we would have no reason to return to--
Ross & Judy were busy driving something else. We had stopped in one of the larger cities & bought the very newest computer games, which was Mario Brothers I think. (Jackie help me here.) I can clearly see even now, that the little guy walking the lanes of hills & dales looking for new adventures, which Judy happily provided.
Ross' attention was elsewhere but I noticed neither one ever looked up or at anything except their electronic games.
Couldn't keep my mouth shut—So I pointed out what they were missing. They didn't care! It was landscape very moon-like. Rolling, rather barren with large and odd shaped rocks here and there. No green orchards nor large beautiful homes. And we had just passed a funny looking windmill painted blue They didn't care!
I knew for a fact I would not see this again. They were equally sure I would. A fine argument. Lasted about 2 minutes.
Somebody in the front seat looked at the map. Wo! We're on the wrong road. David found a wide place to turn around & suddenly we were returning to moon country. When the blue windmill appeared the joy in the middle seat became plenty raucous and annoying.
Gma look! The blue windmill! Gma look at the rocks! You said you NEVER would & you are! I tried to cover my face---it was too late! Gma you lied! (Blaming David didn't help.)
Clearly I lied. “Mom—Gma lied!” “Dad---Gma lied!” This took care of diversion for many a mile.
Those little scamps. I never had a chance no matter what the argument. Don't know who enjoyed it the most---Grandchildren or Gma—I hope they have it tucked away in their memories---it is one of my favorites!
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