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Originally Posted by vivaldirules
Excellent idea, Patricia! I think from now on, when I see someone who I think is deserving of it, I'll do exactly that.
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ok,this calls for another "when I was a young soldier in Germany" story...
a couple of my friends and I went to Paris for 10 days. it was a fantastic length of time to be there as we could all take in the sites very liesurely. sometimes we go places together, and others head off completely alone.
2 of the guys were very avid (and good, both were published in the "Outside" magazine several times) amateur photographers. one day the 4 of us were doing the walk along the Seine and they were taking pictures as we went. John (bless his nerdy soul) was king geek of geekdom, chief dork of dorkiness, just as awkward and ungraced as a 20 odd year old male could be. but he was a pretty damn fine photographer and had some chill equipment (back in the days before digital kids). he decided he wanted to take some tripod shots of us with Notre Dame in the background. he ligned our little motley crew up, fussed with his tripod, putting too much time on the timer as always and made us wait. a couple of dogs had dogged our steps most of the time, and one of them took a great deal of interest in John's bag. it became imminently apparent to 3 of us as to what was going to happen. "John! that dog is going to piss in your bag! John! JOHN!" and indeed the bag was christened.
poor John ran over and frantically began cleaning up his bag. right about then the 2 dogs decided that they were indeed in love and tied the knot right in front of the Grand Old Lady. I had been loaned a camera that I was taking color slides with that trip, and actually managed to catch them on film. I had always intended to have it blown up with the logo; "Love In Paris" but alas, it parted my company on some move.