Go, get on your way! to be continued

I’m always cautious and slightly apprehensive when approaching a business I need something from while I’m traveling. Sometimes my apprehension is right on and I have to deal with belligerent white males refusing to change my tire or replace my cracked windshield because I’m “unpatriotic, a traitor, anti-president!”

Often I am relieved and even surprised at the warmth and giving that awaits me.

This happened this morning when I sought out a locksmith to help with the padlock on the door of my truck.

Yesterday, in Louisville, while waiting for Jody to appear, I called myself ‘fixing’ my padlock key – it had bent over the years and I had a small hammer so I tried straightening it out.

The results were the key was straight but wouldn’t work in the lock. This morning, I had to get the lock off as I’m picking up a load to bring back to sunny California!

I drive into the cul de sac that houses the locksmith and park in front of the large locksmith sign. A middle-age white womon with lemon custard blond hair, plucked eyebrows, and a broad expressionless face is sitting in front of the door, puffing on cigarettes and eyeing me as I get out.

“You’re lucky you have that on your truck” she yells gruffly at me. I’m not sure I hear her correctly until she adds: “I’ve half a mind to get up and get right in that truck with you.”

I grin and tell her to come on!

To be continued…


Her husband fixes the lock, makes me 3 new keys, and then sends me on my way – WITHOUT charging me!