Dear People who are also ghost hunting.
Let me point out that you can NOT have a black and white photograph of a man
born in 1687. You just can’t. Oh wait…. the Aliens that had the crystal skulls
took the photo right?
Photo of James Francis Frame 1687-1754 |
There she was all geared up with
expensive running shoes, wind shorts, tank, fanny pack and water bottle walking
down the street not 2 feet from the sidewalk.
I found that bizarre. But, what I saw next was even stranger. She leapt
up on the sidewalk, started a jog, took 4 strides then hopped back off the
sidewalk and cut across the street at a diagonal about 15 feet from the
intersection and started off jogging over a very lumpy gassy area by the
street. Pick a direction, pick a surface
and get to it sister.
Little man in the little truck that is
jacked up about 6 feet off the ground….really?? You needed to make a left turn,
swinging all the way over into the far right lane to make a quick loop back to
your left to get to a location immediately to your left? Uh…. Why not just turn
into the lane closest to you which would have been the left lane and make your
turn from there. Why all the theatrics?
My daughter and 3 friends invaded my
home at about 2 this morning saying they were camping overnight and heading for
the beach the next day. Oh yeah and can I leave the dogs with you mom? Uh…NO!
Thanks Mom, wake us up early. Be back on Tuesday. They were gone by the time I
got back from my morning hike. Now I have to leave 2 dogs and cat in my home
for 5 hours and remember to lock up the trash, close the doors to the guest
room and leave no food out for the dogs. Gucci is even now hiding under a chair
and Isis is staring at me from beside the front door. Goblin has been complaining
and grumbling at me in his irritated cat voice. My child has called me from the
road twice now to tell me that her car keeps dying. They are pulling into an Auto
Zone to have it looked at. Her adventure
is fast becoming my adventure.
I have a very distant relative who
lived in Virginia and guess who his attorney was in a lawsuit filed by a
neighbor accusing him (my relative) of adultery. Here is a hint…he was fresh
out of law school, eager, energetic and acquainted with my family. Another hint….. The year was 1768. One last hint….
He was our family attorney for several suits, petitions and appearances. Ok …. One
more hint…. He won and counter-sued the neighbor for slander and won that
also.
Thomas Jefferson as Secretary of State, Portrait by Charles Willson Peale, 1791
Thomas Jefferson! Yep! The man who
became president was my people’s attorney. Because that is who we are! The details of the case were plainly written
in Jefferson’s own hand and preserved for all to read about. That is a little embarrassing
because the neighbor described what he saw and experienced in great detail. I mean
explicit detail right down to the wet (this part was marked out and was removed
and smeared). Did he really put his hand on it?
Ladies, word of warning. Do NOT let
young teenaged widowed brides live in your home. You too could lose your man
and good ol’ Thomas is not here to represent you.
Cheers!
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