Which Reminds Me

Oh, was Patty Cruz at my high school in El Salvador somehow related to the famous Nicky Cruz of Puerto Rico? Nobody ever said anything about that so I really wouldn't know. I would only be guessing if I said something about that, so obviously I never said that. I read the Nicky Cruz book, "Run Baby Run," and saw the movie, "Cross and the Switchblade," and think that there is always a place for a reform school program such as Teen Challenge, or whatever it is now called, to at least try to reform those juvenile delinquents. El Salvador may need the help now more than ever, what with all its gang problems, but that is Patty's problem, not mine.

Which Reminds Me

Why do I have to repeat these stories over and over again? I already told you about high school, how Patty Cruz, the only thing that I can remember about her is how she sits there reading mostly Kahlil Gibran and maybe other eastern gurus. There were several of these Bahai's in our high school class but I probably don't even know who all of them were. But Patty was nobody important except maybe in her own mind. She mostly pals around with Kathy but I mostly ignore them because I know who I am even if they don't know much. You would think that I should have witnessed to them but it is not so easy to do that when their minds are already predetermined against me. I see how they plot and scheme behind my back, how they are confined to playing the role of opponent no matter what, how they twist my words and mangle the story beyond recognition. I can see how if I were not grounded in my own mind I could easily get confused by their strange plottings and be trampled underfoot. But the Lord helps me more than you know.

Which Reminds Me

I would much rather have peace of mind than some worthless piece of eight, so we routinely tend to overlook and forgive and mostly ignore the idiotic rantings of the overly eager beaver scholarship student. She only wishes that it was her money. She wouldn't even be here if her aunt was not the school nurse. Needless to say.

Which Reminds Me

What are these words you are continually trying to stuff into my mouth? You only wish that you had caught me in high school saying something about that. But I cannot, will not, absolutely refuse to apologize for something that never happened. Remind me of what I said and then maybe I could provide further commentary but until then you never where to go. I don't have to tell you where you belong.

Which Reminds Me

It is somewhat annoying to everyone, but especially to me, how the dreary wicked Butterskunk cousins are always trying to choose for themselves the role of martyr, as if someone were wrongfully persecuting them, when actually nobody cares what they do. Who cares? And yet they are so powerful that nobody wants to get entangled in their private drama of which nothing is actually known, just that they are always hogging the airwaves making lots of noise about nothing much.

Which Reminds Me

Anyway, there is nothing of a personal nature that I would need to discuss with the dreary horrid Hittingburger girls. They are such boring people who fortunately no longer live nearby so there is no risk of running into their dreary faces at the supermarket and having to say hello, thus incurring the risk of getting hit later on the back end by some garbled nonsense. 

Which Reminds Me

Of course, you are no crusader so that what I do is really no concern of yours. There is no reason why I should toil to promote your reptilian brand of politics, all designed to make my life as miserable as possible. I have only a few short years to live, unhindered by further contact with you. Did you forget that the Hitting brothers also had two sisters, and that those girls got their money from their husbands so they don't need the Wilkersons? Yes, so that matter was completely internal to the Hitting family and a matter of no concern to me. Needless to say.