Monday, April 28, 2008

When I was in college I bought my Grandpa Walker a book for Christmas. He was in his 60s so I bought him the book—“Sex After Sixty”. I thought it would be humorous almost a “gag gift” in a way. Everyone laughed and said what a good idea but six months later he died and I always felt guilty that maybe my gift contributed to his death. He had been married five times and with the exception of his 3rd wife who tried to kill him his last marriage was the worst. My sister recently reminded me that his last marriage was to a witch that lived in Fresno. When they got a divorce she put a curse on him and he died a year later. I felt better that it wasn’t my gift that killed Grandpa but a bad marriage choice on his part…


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