I've only just discovered newsgroups and have been having a blast going through
and checking out everything I'm interested in.
I try to read a month or more of posts to get an idea of who everyone is, what
they are about, etc. It's been a lot fun so far, and it's quite a way to blow
off steam at the end of the day.
I haven't seen any women suggest that they have had an affair with John. This
strikes me as very odd. But, since I like to jump in the water with both feet,
I would like to be the first. (Ok, maybe not the first, but the only one in the
past two months.)
I had a three month long fling with John in 94. I am not so naive as to think
it
was "serious" to him. It was just fun. Another way to blow off steam at the
end of the day.
I was picked out of a crowd for some reason. I was surprised, since I'm a
rather short person. A gentleman came to me and asked if I would like to meet
John
for dinner, and I agreed, of course.
I am sure he saw other women at this time, and I never went anywhere with him.
I saw him approximately seven times during this period.
The first was wonderful. He had just ripped a button on his cuff, and I had a
travel sewing kit in my purse. I fixed it for him despite his protests. I had
him lay his arm across the table, and I had it sewn on in a minute. When I
looked up at him,
he was staring at me intently with a small grin. He said he loved "domestics".
I was blushing, but thrilled that he liked it that I had done that.
He was very sweet, very caring and wonderful. I felt giddy when he asked if I
would
return the next evening. Of course I did.
He then left for over two weeks. Then we got back together for a Wednesday and
Thursday and I called in sick for work.
At first everything was wonderful, then he made a phone call and became pissed
off. He kept asking "how much?" over and over again. Then he seemingly cussed
out some federation ( I have NO idea whose) and hung up.
He was suddenly kind of brooding, quiet. Shutting doors too loud, sort of
slamming. He left for a couple of hours and came back somewhat, tipsy.
He was in a much better mood. The night and the next day went fine.
Another few weeks went by, and we got together for a single night.
There was something wrong, but when I asked what it was, he told me to
not worry. I asked again, as he was reading a menu. Let me tell you, the
look that I recieved from over the tops of his glasses floored me.
It was a "put you in your place" kind of look. I shut up.
The rest of the night seemed fine to him, I felt strained.
The other times were all similar. Each time, he seemed to take a bit more
control. Telling me what to do, saying I should have a husband to keep me in
line, telling me not to cuss (although it seemed fine for him to cuss).
He was very protective, and I loved it and hated it at the same time. On one
hand it was endearing. On the other, it pissed me off that he felt I needed
protecting.
The VERY last time I saw him, he was teasing me that I could not figure out
how to figure my gas mileage in my car. We were discussing (jokingly) how much
it cost me to come see him this time. He said "Figure your miles per gallon"
I asked how, and he made a comment that women don't know how to do math.
He was being somewhat, no make that VERY, condescending as he showed me how to
do "simple math, darlin' " and I tossed my pencil down and said "fine,
fuck you then". (having never said this to anyone really in my life) I was at
wits
end after a day of being told what to do and how to do it.
I guess he wasn't truly that bad, but he was pretty chauvinistic and old
fashioned
in his beliefs.
So, John stared at me for a full minute. Just stared at me. Very
uncomfortable.
Finally, he just said "I ought to spank you silly for that"
I almost said "You wouldn't dare" and stopped myself, his eyebrow was up and he
had a bit of a smile as he knew what I was about to say. That's the classic
invitation from the movies. The woman saying "You wouldn't dare" and the man
proves he most certainly does dare. So I shut up fast.
He kept staring at me and said something to the effect of being glad to know
I knew he was serious, that I was small enough to handle, and he was big enough
to do the job if it was necessary.
I hated being speechless, so I apologized and tried to laugh it off. I said
something about him being silly, me being a grown women and tried to laugh it
off.
He said something about being grown has nothing to do with acting it.
I was pretty mortified and kept quiet. We had a pleasant dinner, with me
blushing throughout. Later, he told me that he really expected his "serious"
loves to understand a few things, that he was too old to put up with things he
didn't want,
and that he felt that as a man he felt the need to control these areas of his
life and of his womans life. I told him I was sorry to hear that he looked
down on women so much and he tried to tell me that he didn't. That he put them
on pedestals and
wanted to take care of them. I asked "By hitting them?" and he said he had
never hit a woman, that it's not the same as hitting.
I was mortified to even have this discussion with him, and I was uncomfortable,
upset and pissed off. He knew it. He told me he was sorry that I disagreed
and asked if I was sure I couldn't understand. I said I understood that he
had a problem with strong women.
He said he was sorry I didn't feel the same as him, that some women do, and
he was looking for one. He kissed my forehead, and I went home.
This was 7 years ago. I've replayed that day over and over since his death.
He seemed so sad when he said goodbye to me. I didn't know him well.
Hell, I hardly knew him. But I know enough to know that he was deeply
convicted of certain things. He was either happy or brooding. Intense or
silly.
And by god when he was pissed off, you knew it.
He was a good man. A bit, shall we say, opinionated, about women. But he was
loving. I think I might regret having reacted the way I did. Maybe we could
have been happy for his remaining three years. Probably not. As I said, I was
not
so naive as to think he was serious about me. I was a fling.
But I'm so glad I was.
Tansy
>I had a three month long fling with John in 94.
Interesting story, but in order for us to know if it's true or not,
I'd like you to answer these test questions:
1) JD: Boxers or briefs?
2) JD: Oral sex: give/receive?
3) Amount of chest hair on JD?
KB
Simple math will get you lots of places!
hee hee
emma
Tansysew wrote in message <20010714201942...@ng-fc1.aol.com>...
Oh My.......did this somehow get past my filters (sure glad it did, tho)
Never thought about adding words like strawberries and golf balls and holes!!!!
But, I just NEED to know one thing Hollie......Did ALL this happen before or
after he got out of the tub???
:))
Love ya,
Gwen
Gwen
Okay, so the man was sexy. Who all here developed a very close friendship or
soul searching bond with him?
I think perhaps that side of him was just as intense!
At least Hollie got a song and some chapstick!!!!!
(Betcha it was that "Butterfly Tickle" whatchathink??????)
:)
Well, I did notice that!
Tansy
I didn't post this to describe any sexual things.
I simply posted it as an item of interest. This is anonymous,
you don't know me from Eve.
I've often regretted my leaving when I did, and I guess I wanted other womens
opinions. Maybe to see if they felt the same way.
Excuse me for doing so, I thought it was an open newsgroup.
Tansy
Oh he was mostly joking about "is it worth the gas money to come see me?" and
I jokingly debated the issue.
What I was truly trying to figure out was my miles per gallon for a new car.
And it wasn't that I couldn't have figured out how to figure it out, it was
that when I asked how to simply speed up the process, I was suddenly
categorized with a bunch of
silly women who can't do math.
It was plain silly.
Tansy
Honestly, no. I just wanted to tell the story and see if there were any
similar stories and regrets.
I feel bad, and have since he died.
Tansy
Well Mountaindarlin,
Your story beats mine, and should get an adult rating!
Tansy
Gwen,
Did you read my post? I never said he was perplexed. I never said I couldn't
figure out a total.
And are you insinuating that I did this for money? I can't believe someone
would
say that!
I was trying to figure out miles per gallon on a new car, he jokingly asked if
the gas money was worth it to come see him, I asked how to figure out mpg.
OKAY?
How insulting.
Tansy
Nothing. I went to church and just now sat down to read the newsgroups.
>Since she FINALLY found out about
>newsgroups, did she go and write a similar story for all of them?
Why would I do that? This is the only
John Denver one. What are you insinuating and WHY?
>Or will she
>be back to answer the questions????
Had I disappeared for a long period of time?
According to whose calendar? Holy Shit,
did I break some code here or something?
>You definitely have alot more style than
>Tansy! ~
WHAT?? This "Hollie" posted a bizarre
fantasy that was softcore porn.
I told a small true story without the sex,
and you say the porno post has more STYLE than me?
I'm thinking I don't care for this welcome or this group. I recieved a nice
invitation from
someone from another group.
I think I'll go there.
I wish.
That's why I posted. I feel like I messed up by having a bad reaction to his
statements.
Obviously no one wanted to hear it.
Tansy
And, hey, I loved both of your stories. Hollie's was just a little more 'fun'
cause I think she forgot to close the blinds & we all got a good peek inside;
and definitely made me read it again!
Oh, and speaking of a group welcome........have you met ACM yet???
gwen
>>Interesting story, but in order for us to know if it's true or not,
>>I'd like you to answer these test questions:
>
>I didn't post this to describe any sexual things.
>I simply posted it as an item of interest. This is anonymous,
>you don't know me from Eve.
I don't want to know who you are, I just want to know if your story is
true or not.
Come on now, I'd like you to answer these test questions:
That is pretty silly.
Men sometimes aren't smart at the things that women are, and the opposite is
true as well. Such is life.
:-)
emma
emma
Most of us here miss him, some more than others.
Regrets? Not me, but to look back and think "What if...", that's only
natural.
emma
Yep, I sure Did!!!!
We met at the bowling alley in New Orleans on a Sticky Summer Weather night &
we felt that intimate craving for each other the moment our eyes locked and it
was an affair of Heart To Heart. And, soon between us there was A High Wind
Blowin as he stroked my cheek and said "I'm In The Mood To Be Desired"'.
He kept begging me In His Grand Way to kiss his balls. It was total Sweet
Surrender on my part cause every time I did he would roll a strike and he'd
wink at me and say I'm saving a spare For You My Sweet Lady!
I felt like I was Flying On The Wings Of A Dream!
And, WOW, did he ever prove that he could continue to score in the privacy of
his hotel room. He promised to Take Me To Tomorrow and said Let Us Begin our
night of Paradise
John was a master of initimate playfulness and pleasurable teasing. The words
Around and Around kept playing in my head as he moved his Tool to the Downhill
Stuff. He was like a Wild Heart Looking For a Home. We rode the Dreamland
Express and It Makes Me Giggle as I recall his tender touches & darting tounge.
(Once I even said, Get That Tongue Out Of My Mouth and follow the Southwind)
He was so giving and guided me as my sweet shyness gave away to a Calypso of
ecstasy. He screamed out Hold On Tightly and he didn't even get mad when he
said What's On Your Mind and I shyly said I didn't think I wanted to be Chained
To The Wheel anymore and he was so understanding when I said ohhhhhhh.......A
Little Further North please!! He just said Baby I'm getting into the Nitty
Gritty and taking you Along For The Ride. I melted in his arms and was Easy,
On Easy Street as he whispered Gimme Your Love!
We played for hours (hey, True Love Takes Time) carressing and stroking every
inch of each other moist hot bodies and when I asked him if he wanted ME to get
the chapstick he just said...."Oh, No Baby, your lips are like liquid satin.
John proved to be High Wide and Handsome & reminded me of a Wooden Indian and I
have never been swept away to such a Higher Ground of passion and pleasure!
Relatively Speaking I saw Polka Dots and Moonbeams as he tasted MY strawberries
and drank my 'sweet' wine. He feasted at my table and oh what a rover his
little "Johnny was.
He was not contented with yesterdays glory. And we laughed and we cried and we
sang as he plucked my blossoms....... as they clung to my vine.
He found my Starwood In Aspen & made my Aspen Glow and I hummed Singing Skies
and Dancing Waters and whispered Stay With Me.
He then said Tremble If You Must and he took Two Shots. And I Calypso'd
straight to Paradise In The Grand Way and he took me Back Home Again.
What a Rocky Mountain High when John shouted FAR OUT!!!!!
All of My Memories and All This Joy can't erase the fact that I'm now Sleepin'
Alone. Everyday I remember my Boy From The Country and now just Bet On The
Blues for the rest of my life and sing Goodbye Again as I Remember Romance!
oh, and I forgot to tell ya all, that I did ask John for his Autograph and he
said "and do you think that is all you are worth to me?" He took out his
wallett and paid for my gas bill (which I calculated in my head in about 10
seconds) Hey this was obviously no 60 second song for a bank man I had just
spent the night with.
Well, The Game Is Over but Thanks To You I got the chance to relive All Of My
Memories.
My only regret was that I didn't allow him to keep me Chained To The Wheel
cause then I would have been able to say Please Daddy (hey that's for
you.....and u know who u are) I CAN'T ESCAPE
But don't swat MY derriere! o no
and heck ya, eventually I would have wanted to discuss with him Earthday and
the Regugees & the African Sunrise and tell him how sorry I was about how
things were in China.
And.......So It Goes!!!!!!!! WELCOME TO MY MORNING!
Friends with You,
Esmeralda
alias Claudette-Isabele Farrow
(hey it's a Canadian thing) sorta like gravel on the ground (On The Road)
oh darn I forgot to switch newsgroups.....
Man, I've had some great nights in my life and I WRITE THE SONGS!!!!
MANDY
Well Thanks To You - Sherri.
And, yes try the alias cause it's lots more fun than being my boring old
prudish self around here. (Got any guesses?)
Gotta give thanks to John for providing me with such great material. He knew
what he was doing to us women!!!!!!
I ain't talking anymore tho cause John says It's A Sin To Tell A Lie
"Little Jean"
Dancing With The Mountains
Tansy's post initially threw me, and the first thought that came to my mind
(aside from being skeptic) was "tacky." However, once I read it, I kind of
clued into the fact that she may have some lingering issues... and doesn't
know anyone to email privately... so she used the anonymity of this forum to
ask. I could be wrong; it wouldn't be the first time <g>.
Hollie is a riot. Glad to see her back in full steam!
Best to you,
Hiway (o:
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Differing opinions can only result in a more educated audience.
~ unknown ~
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Hey Tansy,
You just need to know that Hollie has been around for a long time and taking
care of our John forever!
Can't imagine why he left that tub of hers for even a night cause he gets Mr.
Bubbles and Hazelnut coffee.
(and service with a smile)
Take Care,
Gwen
"And if peace is what we pray for
and peace is what we give
then peace will be the way we are
and peace the way we live"
The Peace Poem
Words by John Denver
from It's About Time (1983)
Hang with us a bit to understand why many are skeptical of new people who show
up with claims beyond casual fan contact. This is cyberspace, which is
notorious for people claiming to be something or someone they're not. It's not
that posts like yours are unwelcome, per se, but even those here with the most
enduring claims of personal friendship face ongoing questions of validity. That
seems to be part of the process, at least as I understand it, and, as the saying
goes, time will tell.
Colleen H-P
In article <20010716033510...@ng-mq1.aol.com>, Tansysew says...
>oh darn I forgot to switch newsgroups.....
ROFLMBO! Great posts, JDMT.
Mary in Oklahoma
Thanks Hiway! I agree...sometimes it is hard to make the right call on a person
from just one post. : )
I too, am happy to see Hollie back and at her best! I laughed all the way
through her post! I love to come here and be able to leave giggling!!! : D ~
Joy
"Sunshine, almost always."
>Tansy's post initially threw me, and the first thought that came to my mind
I hope you didn't misunderstand me. I never said I didn't want to hear your
story. Everyone makes mistakes and everyone does the right things. It's a
balance act, and should not always be judged. Your story was very interesting.
Thanks for sharing it.
And how did he know which street corner to send it to???
JohnDidMeToo
(&
Johnny B Goode)
Hey Old Pal, I Remember You!!!
Bus money was all "my" poor Johnny could afford.
He was so sad & it broke My Heart when he told me Somethin' About some deranged
mountain woman who took all his money Everyday for limo's and left him trapped
like a Prisoner in a dinky, little, Rusty Green bathtub in a house with Dark
Shadows & Empty Hallways & lots of Junk!
He was so grateful that he had escaped for one night of All This Joy with me &
cried at the thought that he had to leave to go Back Home Again to that Circus
with her and her Yellow Cat!
He said that all she ever fed him were mushy Homegrown Tomatoes and said the
cheap bubbles and nasty Ripplin' Waters were giving him an awful itchy rash.
The last words he said to me sounded like a Sad Song when he said; "How Can I
Leave You Again and I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free because I Want
To Live" !!!!!
His Spirit was crushed as he said I feel like I Am Trapped In Forest Lawn with
her and that Some Days are Diamonds (with me) and Some Days Are Stones (with
her)
I'm Sorry, Mountaindroolin', but Relatively Speaking, I see no further Rhymes
and Reasons For You to tease me again and please don't Follow Me cause I'm
Leavin' On A Jetplane for My Wild Montana Skies.
Just remember I've Gone Fishin' (cause there's Somethin' About Going Camping
that doesn't sound right to me (tehehe)
and so I will bid you
Goodbye Again!!!!!!
Bobbie (Baby) johndidmetoo!
I tried to get him to keep the bus money so he could get some decent bubble
bath but he wouldn't hear of it. Can't you give up that limo just once and
upgrade to some Calgon, maybe????
friends with you!!!!!! .
For some reason the concert was canceled......probably incapacitated at the
the bowling alley.....
Barbara
I bet she just slips that little derriere right in next to John and wa
la.....HOT WATER!
ROFLOL!!!!!!
Oh, Holly, I think you have finally met your match!!! (This could prove
interesting).
Hiway ((o:
Wendy
--
Peace, in John's memory,
Christine
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"Friends of John Denver"
http://www.fojd.org.uk
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Ladron23 <ladr...@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20010717153401...@ng-fa1.aol.com...
>Kennon, Do you know the correct answers to these questions, and if so
>how????????????? Diane
1) Briefs.
2) Enjoyed performing cunnilingus.
3) No chest hair.
KB
>He was so sad & it broke My Heart when he told me Somethin' About some
>deranged
>mountain woman who took all his money...
<smirk> you know this because?????? ;)
"Diamondsnstones" <diamond...@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20010717212618...@ng-fv1.aol.com...
Wendy
"Mountaindarlin" <mountai...@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20010717223755...@ng-mq1.aol.com...
>Hey there...... Surewishjohndidmetoo.>
Don't feel bad I forgot your name too......
Hey there Aunt Sue, (ewwwwww) alias Mountaindroolin'
Ya know I am thinking after reading your silly babbling that YOU - are one
fruit loop shy of a bowl!
Johnny told me Somethin' About you too; He said the one song he wished that he
had written For You was STILL CRAZY AFTER ALL THESE YEARS.
So, woman, Come and Let Me Look In Your Eyes cause I think when we look Around
and Around all we gonna see is lots of Cool and Green and Shady vast-openings
Lookin' For Space.
(Actually, you need to stop, cause Johnny only gave me so much to work with and
I'm running out of material here, but,.....till that totally happens....PEOPLE
GET READY!!!!)
(Ya wanna do Joseph and Joe at Yellowstone?) It's Up To You? And, remember,
Johnny sez It's A Sin To Tell A Lie!
Anyways, San Francisco Mabel, didn't I give you strict instructions not to
tease me anymore??
Does Johnny know about this disobedient little side of you or does he only see
the side of the derrier you let him swat? (too gross)
Don't you have a pie to bake, a button to sew, a math class to attend or a
Rusty Green tub to clean??? Just Sail Away Home, will ya, cause you're a few
peas short of a casserole and I'm starting to worry about you! Your chimney's
clogged and seems like your sewing machine is out of thread so you got work to
do my Sweet Misery. Your skylight is leaking and the cheese is sliding off
your crackers. Work you little domestic mama !
And, so, It's Goodbye Again.....I'm sorry to be leaving you; It's goodbye again
and I wish you could tell me; Why do we always have to fight when I have to
go???
Little Jean
(From one Wandering Soul to another cause when it comes to Johnny we may be
moving in Two Different Directions but What's On Your Mind Is Still On My Mind)
p.s. And, Of course he sent a Limo for YOU (he KNEW you'd lock your keys in
your car) tehehehe
>I did alot of kissin and he sure caught alot of fish>.
Me thinks he caught himself a big old tuna whose about as smart as bait!
HEY, IS IT TIME FOR YOUR MEDICATION OR MINE???
Life Is So Good; ain't it Berkley Woman!!!!!
>Subject: RE: Anyone else have an affair with John?
>From: mountai...@aol.com (Mountaindarlin)
>Date: 7/18/01 1:55 AM Eastern Daylight Time
>Message-id: <20010718015515...@ng-mq1.aol.com>
oooooops I was so giddy thinking about John and me in Grandma's Feather Bed I
had a brain fart.......but then, you all knew I MEANT Aunt Lou (ewwwwww)
Molly
Dang....Another perfectly good mouthful of water wasted on the screen!
LOL! This thread has been a riot!
Welcome back, Hollie!
Mary Lou
>He had a three month long fling with JD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
More like a 30 year long nightmare...
KB
hahahaha You getting crazier and crazier!!!!
Mountaindroolin' -
I know I shouldn't disrespect 'Old Folks' like you & When I'm 64 maybe I will
know how you feel but your Daydream and fantasies are starting to sound so much
Like A Sad Song that I am really starting to worry about you.
It's About Time you take to your feather bed for some Golden Slumber. You
better pray for some Gospel Changes in your head or those men with nets are
gonna be looking for you; cause they aren't out there just to Catch Another
Butterfly.
Lissstennnn quietly Droolin'......They are Tenderly Calling You and they
looking to put you in The Box with padded walls and Steel Rails.
The word is out that your Tumblin' Tumbleweeds are all scattered and your
Chestnuts Roasting are fried to a crisp.
Shhhhhhhh.......Listen; It Amazes Me that you can't hear them saying Follow Me!
If you don't change your ways soon you gonna be hollering."I Can't Escape"
unless you Fly Away to some remote Island. They say you are one of the Chosen
Ones that is in need of lots of help. My advise to you is Don't Close Your
Eyes Tonight or someone might be sitting there saying" I WatchYou Sleeping."
>Johnny just couldnt keep those big hands off me and my cute caboose (Johnny s
>words)
and what was that remark you said earlier about MY HUGE PANTIES????? and then
you said I was guilty of cruel words???? well, Rita Ballou, it's your turn
cause I think you may be just a little bit guilty of cruel words tooooooo
Well, Johnny told me all about your cute (hahaha) caboose. He said that it was
sooooo BIG & was as wide as the Amazon. He said it looked like it was heading
in Two Different Directions and was the size of a '56 T Bird.
Told me it was a known fact that every Last Hobo & Hitchhiker in town had
ridden 'your' tired old Freight Train Boogie. I Wish I Could Have Been There
to say Hey, Mr. Lonely Heart I'm Sorry and No One could love you like I do.
Then Johnny laughed when he mentioned you again and said your engine was as
rusty as the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
He said, "I've Been Working On That Railroad of hers Everyday but, she's like
The Last Train Gone DOWN!!!!!"
I just said to him, Daddy, What's A Train?"
He smiled and winked at me with a sparkle in his eye and said. "My Sweet Lady -
All you need to know is that "YOUR" caboose is the Little Engine That COULD."
Well, then I understood JUST what Johnny was saying cause he always said "MY"
little engine "COULD" better than ANY he had ever ridden!
"I" sure NEVER had to play silly games and beg Please Daddy!
Oh No, he didn't need ANY begging cause Johnny played me like a Little Drummer
Boy! And, what a talented drummer he was!
He whispered to me, "Thanks To You and You Are So Beautiful and I have been
Waiting For A Train like yours that is taking me straight to your River Of
Love." (man, Johnny did some suggestive songs didn't he??)
And, when my Boy From The Country described YOUR "upper torso" area he said
"they looked like two, old, leather Thirsty Boots that were heading Southwind
toward the Gravel On The Ground!"
Now, regarding your continuing part three to your mile high sky dream......You
sure don't need no airplane to be Flying cause you are just OUT THERE IN
SPACE------SOMEWHERE.
<part 2 .......Sorry i got so excited just thinking about that I went kinda>
<wild over here. Ok where we we? Oh ya I was gettin a lickin.>
What was that you were saying......"WHERE 'WE WE'???" Didn't anyone ever
tell you Mountaindrooling' where you we we? Poor John has had to put up with
so much with you and like he said.....he always liked How Mountain Girls Can
Love but wasn't counting on one who couldn't figure out where to 'we we'.
Guess that's why John said that between your ears there was Nothing But A
Breeze..and that She'd Be Coming Around The Mountain all day looking and
looking for that right place to' we we'..........
Well, I gotta get going, cause I have a REAL life with REAL reality to attend
to ("Yes, Barry, I will be there in just a minute") My new husband keeps
hollering to me that He Can't Smile Without Me and begging When Will I Hold You
Again?
I won't be doing this too much longer For You......so you better make this last
one a good one cause How Can I Leave You when Just The Thought Of You leaves me
so worried about your well being?
You know I hear there is this Marvelous Toy out there you might be interested
in so Blow Up Your TV and get up off the couch and give it a try.
Just try real hard today to stop your fantasizing Junk about that mile high
stuff and get yourself off that Dreamland Express before I have to say Goodbye
Again for good and Wonder as I Wander about how you doing?
Bobbie (Johnny's Baby)
p.s. to My Anne,
Danno sez....you are booked! tehehe
Love, Ellen
my heart to you
(o and that Marvelous Toy that I was telling you about is The Bun Rocker. I
hear it works wonders on huge cabooses. Course, sounds like a worse problem
that you so willing to let people swat your derriere)