That's almost word for word a decent description of the irreplaceable memory I carry around with me... It lasted over 3 years (and about $40,000) I figure... <smile>
Back then, I had some money to spare. Today I have quite considerably less, but in truth, money can't buy memories like that. Oh, and BTW, I was single all the time I was squiring this young lady all over town, spending money like the mad fool I was... Ahhh, yes... keith frank theriault wrote: > > Hey, Keith, here's what I'm thinking. It's probably best that your > current/last/present wife never know about the "irreplaceable" one. I think > you'd want to ensure that. You should send me some insurance, just to make sure > she doesn't find out, if you know what I mean. You must have some nice lenses > or bodies for that purpose. I could use a nice tripod, too. > > Problem is the ~whole freaking list knows now~ so you'll have a lot of insurance > premiums to pay, if you want us all to shut up! <vbg> > > Seriously, I've got an irreplaceable one, too (don't we all?). A middle aged > guy's dream. I was 43, she was 27, and stunningly beautiful. And, smart, too > (she was an architect). Still can't figure out what she saw in me, but it was > fun while it lasted. It had no future - in fact we both knew that when it > started, but man, what a roller coaster ride for 6 months! <vbg> > > cheers, > frank ...rest snipped and computer purged! <bg>
