Ha ha ha! He's also gone to live with the nuns and the priests!
Flo/Florence/Yoke
> Subject: FW: The Stranger
> To:
> Date: Saturday, January 31, 2009, 7:42 AM
>
> The Stranger
This is very interesting and not the ending I
> had expected!!!!
A few years after I was born, my Dad met
> a stranger who was new to our small Texas town.
From the
> beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer
> and soon invited him to live with our family.
The stranger
> was quickly accepted and was around from then on.
As I
> grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.
In my
> young mind, he had a special niche.
My parents were
> complementary instructors:
Mom taught me good from evil, and
> Dad taught me to obey.
But the stranger...he was our
> storyteller.
He would keep us spellbound for hours on end
> with adventures, mysteries and comedies.
If I wanted to
> know anything about politics, history or science, he always
> knew the answers about the past, understood the present and
> even seemed able to predict the future!
He took my family
> to the first major league ball game.
He made me laugh, and
> he made me cry.
The stranger never stopped Talking, but
> Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up
> quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to
> listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the
> kitchen for peace and quiet.
(I wonder now if she ever
> prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household
> with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt
> obligated to honor them.
Profanity, for example, was not
> allowed in our home...
Not from us, our friends or any
> visitors.
Our longtime visitor, however, got away with
> four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm
> and my mother blush.
My Dad didn't permit the liberal
> use of alcohol.
But the stranger encouraged us to try it on
> a regular Basis.
He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly
> and pipes distinguished.
He talked freely (much too
> freely!) about sex.
His comments were sometimes blatant,
> sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now
> know that my early concepts about relationships were
> influenced strongly by the stranger.
Time after time, he
> opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom
> rebuked...
And NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years
> have passed since the stranger moved in with our family.
He
> has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he
> was at first.
Still, if you could walk into my parents'
> den today, you would still find him sitting over in his
> corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch
> him draw his pictures.
>
> His name?.... .. .
We just call him 'TV.'
(Note:
> This should be required reading for every household in
> America !)
>
>
> He has a wife now....We call her 'Computer.'
>
>
>
>
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