The original Aunt Deane had her own monkey and now I have mine. Granted Aunt Deane's monkey was alive and could play pranks, but I bet mine will be just as much fun. My Bette brought this to me from her trip in Costa Rica. During the recent ice storm, the only cell call I could get through was to Bette's phone. She told me that she and Dad were sitting on a river in the middle of nowhere Costa Rica surrounded by monkeys. "What do you want me to bring you from my trip?" Bette asked. "A monkey!" said I.
Having just enough creativity to get me into trouble, but not enough to get me out of it. The longer I live the less I know. I know a whole lot less now than when I began knowing. Sometimes I understand less than I know, and sometimes I really don't know.
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