Monday, September 25, 2017

Dipsticks Hiding Places

1. Bottom rack of bookshelf

2. On my recliner (She blends in!)

3. My ottoman

4. “My second pillow”

5. In my bedroom closet

6. Under my sheets

7. On the “Cat Bridge” Collen gave to me

8. On ANY chair in my apartment


My Ashley Asics

       I was a Journalism Major at a local college. I wrote about the women’s soccer team all because of one player. The name of my inspiration was Tess. This story is NOT about her. It is about one of her teammates. They may play the same position, but alas that is where the similarities end.
            My inspiration was single and had brown hair. This story is about a player with red hair and she was in a committed relationship. It was Ashley’s senior year. She had been dating her boyfriend Dan since Freshman year. The pair of sneakers I where to this day nearly five year later were worn by Ashley often. I call them my Ashley Asics. I am on my third pair in five years. I was wearing my initail pair when I met Ashley’s father. When he met me on of the first things he noticed were the thus mentioned sneakers.
            “I like your sneakers.” He said
            “I call them my Ashley Asics.” He responded
            “She does like them.”   I finished
            It was then we discussed the thus mention duo from two points of view. His of course was that of a father to Ashley. To him Dan was his daughter college sweetheart. They dated the entire time they went to college together. (or at least most of it.)
            I am sure he knew how much they loved each other. He would have to be blind and stupid not to. He also knew whom I was since I was the reporter of the team his daughter played on. When he first met me I talked about both Ashley and Dan. I spoke of both from more then a friend’s point of view rather then a reporter. My report’s aspect had a great influence of influence but I knew them better as friends of coarse. I told Ashley’s father.
            “He treats her well.” You would be honored to have him as a son in law. The next time Dan saw he shook my hand and the couple is now married. I was not invited to their wedding. I did not expect to be either. date. I just expect to be remembered as a very important reason to why they are married. You never know they may name one of their kids after