Sweet Caroline...

Who remembers the Neil Diamond Song.. Sweet Caroline? Perhaps a better question who does not?

"La La La .. La La La La La .... Sweet Caroline.... where it began " etc.....

I had not seen her in years.. and just so happened there she was sitting at a cafe with two young people at her table and I was sitting across from them with my father at ours...

she was always the ribbing and poking type... I yelled an introduction to her of my father across the room judging from the subtle reaction,  I thought they know each other...  they just ain't saying....


she bellowed back wanting to know if I had arrived yet?... I guess that was a snide remark.... Yes as a matter of fact I had... I spoke in return at her..

It was really funny you know.... I was the one that remarked to her years earlier..  if there is something you want to do in life you better get on with it..... she must of been listening.. because next time I visited with her she told me her dream was to ride upon an Elephant...   You have got to be shitting me I thought...  I know dreams differ , but you What!  Ride on an Elephant?  What a nut.

So then she decided to go to Thailand to go ride an Elephant ... and wanted me to be her Escort... she would buy my ticket... oh break my heart. I was already  thinking about tapping a lovely Thai Woman...
Elephants my ass.


There was quite an age difference between us and she was getting frail... wound up she had another Bo who lived in Thailand...that had been a student of hers... some years earlier and she later found out after the meaning well  false promise he actually lived over there and he goes and invites her... well guess what? guess who did not get to go?...  the plans and promise of going on such an adventure were retracted without a word .. ( Gear lever handle up) oh thanks that is swell.... I thought.  boo hoo.

However in lieu we did go to the Circus up in Miami... and sat so close to the elephants   you could smell their shit.

They would not let us back stage.... you can imagine how disappointed I was....

I would drive her around in her brand new car... and had to stop every 5 minutes for her to go to the Bathroom... Try that in the dangerous part of town...Liberty  City is simply enchanted, it was kind of fun.

So anyway......  I did work for her for years... even 20 of them.... you know off and on....

She loved STOOP labor and I suppose she really had it with me  STOOP labor that is....
towards the end , I guess it is the end... I was bathing her precious  wiener dog... you know those Dachshund's ..... what a loving joy that was...

She even went on about how they , the professional groomers   squeezed the animals Anal glands...

I had to decline at that point.... She was a bit theatrical....  the way she would say my name... John...

you have to kind of  spread it out as you say it  Jooooooooooohn....    yes dear?

What do you want now?  Why sure I can bend over backwards and break my back for you.

anything else....   would you like to make a snippy remark?.... why sure go right ahead. I enjoy those.

Did the Frangipani  I planted for you ever bloom? Was it the right color? How did it smell, you know I heard they make Channel #5 out of that fragrance some how.

I am glad we went to the Circus together... even though I really did not care for it as much as you did.

But I did love the years of STOOP labor............ Your theatrics as belle of the Plantation.. always amused me in some odd way....  If you had been a couple of decades younger I am pretty sure I would have given you a good spanking and pounded your ass.... hard and I know you would not have minded.

I am afraid of Osteoporosis.

but alas the stars were out of Synchronicity...  for us love.
Glad you got to go to Thailand.

                                                        John Stoop Labor.