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5/26/2006 6:12 am


This was about 10 years ago. Jerry was a super cool art professor, lived in the mountains, smoked and smoked and smoked … what was I talking about

Anyway, Jerry invited me to go to a Christmas party with him. He asked me to drive. So I drive up this mountain, pick him up and we head off to the party. It was a beautiful night a full moon it was snowing big fluffy flakes. So we drive about 10 miles down a winding road … amish country. We pull into a drive way get out then knock on the door and the people let us in.

Jerry and I sat down at the kitchen table. It was a rather stuffy party not what I was expecting from Jerry. A few minutes later this lady says “ you know, I don’t recognize you. Are you at the right party” Jerry says “ You know I don’t recognize anyone either” The lady says “there’s a party down the road I think you belong there”

Jerry and I apologized and got out of there. We found our party which was a blast. There was an open mic, lot’s of artist and other earthy people. Great food, awesome entertainment and super cool people.

Jerry didn’t live my lifestyle. He had an outhouse and gravity fed water through a garden hose. He was a wonderful potter and very creative But I moved on. I think of Jerry often, I have a lot of his art.

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