February 4, 2016
I love overhearing random conversations. Yesterday as I sat in the waiting area for my car to be fixed (again) an elderly couple came in and found a seat amongst the rest of us. Being in a rural community we have our own way of establishing credentials so talk turned to who do you know, where do you live, what do you do. By this we sift out the city people who probably wonder why anyone would answer such questions but we're comfortable with this cultural handshake.
It turned out that the elderly gentleman had been a taxidermist and, despite early stages of alzheimer's still went down to his basement most days to work. My mind instantly turned around on wondering what was the oddest thing he'd stuffed? Did a lot of people bring in pets? (Remember my mind runs off in odd places.) Had anyone asked him to stuff a family member who had died? When you have alzheimer's what might you be stuffing down in the basement?
It turned out that the elderly gentleman had been a taxidermist and, despite early stages of alzheimer's still went down to his basement most days to work. My mind instantly turned around on wondering what was the oddest thing he'd stuffed? Did a lot of people bring in pets? (Remember my mind runs off in odd places.) Had anyone asked him to stuff a family member who had died? When you have alzheimer's what might you be stuffing down in the basement?
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