Rmack
Van Allen Belt Sunbather
This is worth a chuckle;
In about 1980, I found out that my Grandmother 'Tots' had come to Lake Elsinore to visit my mother and sister, had had some kind of an attack, and was in the hospital. I couldn't get off (of course) of my S.laves O.rg post until libs on Sunday, which wasn't a visiting day.
Then I remembered that I was an ordained minister, and that would get me in, so I put together a ministers outfit; black shirt with the white square on the collar, Sci cross and everything. I then borrowed a friends car, which happened to be one of those older Cadillacs where you could have played tennis on the hood, and headed out to get gas and drive to Elsinore.
Picture me back then; I was a John Lennon look-a-like with shoulder length light brown hair, full beard, and antique round wire frame glasses, in a clerical collar and cross, driving a pimpmobile around Hollywood!
Boy, did I get some looks! When I stopped for gas, and stopped at lights and stop signs getting to the freeway, the hookers were practically climbing over each other trying to get my attention!
I did get in, but I tell you, the medical staff gave me the serious stink-eye!
Oh my god, I sure wish I had pictures!
In about 1980, I found out that my Grandmother 'Tots' had come to Lake Elsinore to visit my mother and sister, had had some kind of an attack, and was in the hospital. I couldn't get off (of course) of my S.laves O.rg post until libs on Sunday, which wasn't a visiting day.
Then I remembered that I was an ordained minister, and that would get me in, so I put together a ministers outfit; black shirt with the white square on the collar, Sci cross and everything. I then borrowed a friends car, which happened to be one of those older Cadillacs where you could have played tennis on the hood, and headed out to get gas and drive to Elsinore.
Picture me back then; I was a John Lennon look-a-like with shoulder length light brown hair, full beard, and antique round wire frame glasses, in a clerical collar and cross, driving a pimpmobile around Hollywood!
Boy, did I get some looks! When I stopped for gas, and stopped at lights and stop signs getting to the freeway, the hookers were practically climbing over each other trying to get my attention!
I did get in, but I tell you, the medical staff gave me the serious stink-eye!
Oh my god, I sure wish I had pictures!