What seems like many moons ago, I worked
with Leigh when she was a Purchasing Agent at
US Toy Company. I
worked in the warehouse and had to go up to the front office every now and then
to drop off purchase orders, damaged freight receipts or just to chat.
We'd get into some rather heated discussions over politics and social issues
because quite frankly, she's a bleeding heart liberal. You can't hold that
against her though
. Because the
company was so cheap, they wouldn't even give her a nickel raise. Soon
enough she got smart, quit and became the consummate housewife. She's
married and has two kids. Speaking of which, the funniest prayer in the
history of supplication occurred at their marriage. Her Best Woman (or
whatever the hell they're called) recited one of those "God, give them your
guidance" type of prayers. Somehow what was originally written turned into
"...and Lord, bless them in all the love they will make." I did my best to
hold back a laugh. Boy did that catch my attention!! Being
environmentally conscious, they used little packaged bottles that contained
liquid soap, so that we could blow bubbles at them instead of throwing
rice that could hurt the cute little birdies. I still have the bottle,
though the soap has dried up and vanished. That was almost six years ago.
Now she works part time, goes to school, takes care of the kids, and gets body
parts pierced. She used to have a stud in her tongue, but has since taken
it out. Her husband must be bummed!
They live in Belton,
Missouri, which is slightly
more up-to-date than their neighboring hick town of Pleasant Hill. Because
of this, I've been surprised they haven't fallen into redneck mania. Her husband is a techno geek, they have indoor plumbing, and she knows how to use a
computer, so I wouldn't expect them to go down that sordid road.
But....ever since Dale Earnhardt decided to take a closer look at the wall doing
180 mph, the family has taken an extreme interest in
NASCAR. They go to all
the races, wear the clothes, and do those "Drive real race cars around the
track" things. Pretty soon, they'll be wanting to cherry out their Chevy
Beretta and head off to the high school drags.
Belton is a casual drive from my house,
and every so often I'll go down there and we'll have lunch together. The
only bad part is when we just happen to go to the same restaurant that her
husband is having lunch at. Gee, that's not embarrassing or anything!!
Luckily she explained things...but she didn't have to. That's why she's
such a sweetie. Besides I could kick his ass
.
Leigh's Email : leighm@kc.rr.com