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2000-08-09 - 22:51:19 One month after loosing his true love Bobby found another. This has rebound power. In the Big Picture of Life, a great lesson was learned at a very early age – persistence pays. Hang in there thing always change, and when they do, make it happen for yourself. Less that 5 weeks following the traumatic break down of Bobby and Peggy, he met Margie, and that my dear readers was the most powerful relationship in this young man’s life. It was a turning point that propelled him toward the person he is today… THE WRITTING STYLE IS A FAR CRY FROM WHAT YOU'RE USED TO READING HERE. (NO SMART ALLECK REMAKRS PLEASE) YOU WILL NOTICE A BUDDING WRY SENCE OF HUMOR THOUGH... ENJOY IT... Once again he sat down at his typewriter and banged out these crude lines: Ladies and gentlemen, allow me, if you will to announce that this is the first of a new series in the life of Bobby. The “old” Bobby , no longer exists; this marks the birth of the “New” Bobby. The last chapter was called “Sweet-Sixteen”. It was about Bob and his true love Peggy Cestro (April 13 to June 21, including the years 1999 to 2000). I now proudly introduce to you the next chapter in the “Life of Bobby M.” ENTITLED: “The Grapevine” Long ago in a small town some where in Italy, there lived a peasant woman, called Margie Cherimack, who owned a vineyard just outside of town, which was a good place to put a vineyard since the town was already crowded. Even though she had an English sounding name they accepted her as one of their own. This was a very large grape factory and so Margie needed a lot of helpers. There was Ann, Corinne, Sofia, Bill (better know as Gougquosie), Rosalie, Barb Nerco, Frank and Chris. Besides all the helpers she had, she also had grapes to pick.(Yummy!) Now as we all know grapes are round and juicy, and are easy to squish. But Margie’s round squishy things are not round squishy things at all. Since now we know about her squishy grape factory, which by and by is called MAC’s Squishy Grape Factory (or “The Grapevine”). One fine day not lone ago, there was a fine young man wondering about his life. As he walked he thought, and as he thought he walked, until by and by he came across a grape bush. “My,” said the young man (who name just happens to be Bobby), “what fine looking grapes they are. Sure wish I could have some of those grapes.” And so he did. Just then the Margie the Manager came running out screaming. The all of a sudden the other grape pickers came running too. They all stood around Bobby and whispered into each other’s ear everything Bobby and Margie said. To be continued…
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