1987 Labor Day weekend. We loaded up the R.V. for a 10 day trip to OURAY COLORADO - GEM OF THE ROCKIES "LITTLE SWITZERLAND OF AMERICA". One of the most beautiful towns in the US of A. Bobby, Tony, Robert, and me. At least once a year Bobby and I would head up to Ouray.
Hot springs, horse back riding, jeep rentals, The Outlaw Restuarant, COWBOYS, quaint shops and with only a population of around 700 surprisingly very Gay friendly.
We left Albuquerque and as always it was Margarita time. Except for Bobby. Bobby loved driving the RV and he knew he would have plenty of time to catch up with us later. In less than 6 hours we would be parked in front of a stream and grilling steaks. And having more Margaritas of course.
As always I would do the cooking. I really like the confined area of an RV kitchen. Everything is just a reach away. Bobby was making another batch of Margaritas while Tony & Robert set up the outside campsite. This was Tony & Robert's first time in Ouray so I put dinner on hold finished up my Margarita and off we went. Exploring this fabulous village.
Back at the camp site for more drinks and food. Bobby caught up quickly. With the Margaritas. The steaks were marinating, the corn was shucked, and the potatoes were already on the grill. Pasta salad chillin' in the frig. We had found heaven on earth. Many more batches of Margaritas were made. Dinner was divine, and the laughter never ending. Very late into the evening Tony decided he had to make a phone call. The nearest phone booth was a quarter mile walk down the road into the village. Tony stumbled his way into town and stumbled back for more drinks. One by one we called it a night. I cleaned up. The campsite and the RV. Late the next morning after coffee we decided to walk to The Outlaw for breakfast. I reached down below into the cabinet below the sink and it was gone. The Kitty was gone.
When ever Bobby and I would take friends out in the RV we would all toss in $100 each for gas, food, drinks, whatever. Into the kitty. I've never liked dividing up a check or deciding whose turn it is to pay for gas dinner drinks whatever.
I liked the Kitty. But it was gone. We looked everywhere. Didn't take long to realize that it was not in the RV. I knew it wasn't outside because I had straightened up the campsite the night before. Tony had to of taken it with him into town when he made the phone call. We locked up the RV and headed for town-to the phone booth. As we approached we could see it. There on the ground was the Kitty. Tony ran for it. Opened it and it was empty. Except for change. Enough to make another phone call. And I did. I called my good buddy Mike and had him wire me $500. After the trouble he had caused with the Pot in the Greenhouse this was the least he could do! Breakfast at The Outlaw was fabulous and so were the next nine days.
I still can't believe we made it off the top of Black Bear Pass during a freak Blizzard in a jeep with a flat tire and the Kitty.
Just like Father we seldom saw them. They lived so far from the house on the hill. Three towns over. 9 miles away. Christmas, sometimes on birthdays and a very occasional visit to the summer cottage. In the summer The Grandparents would always bring fresh eggs and vegetables. Just like Auntie Lydia & Uncle Lucius they raised chickens and just like Grand Ma Ma & Grand Pa Pa they raised vegetables. I only remember staying over at their farm once. For two nights. I was alone and I was terrified. I loved being alone but not alone with Grand Mother & Grand Father. I didn't feel as if I even knew these people. Yet they were my Grand Parents. Their house was beautiful but it scared me. No TV and no sitting on the front porch shelling beans, talking and counting cars. They worked all day and at night we just sat in the living room listening to The Grand Ole Opry. Fathers parents seldom talked. I thought this was strange. The music was good and I could tell just by looking into Grand Mothers eyes that she loved it. Grand Father smoked his pipe and kept his eyes closed rocking in his chair. It was almost as if he wasn't there. Kinda like Father was never there. I loved all the wonderful collections my Grand Mother had. My favorite was her collection of pigs. The big ones were cookie jars named Smiley & Winnie.
I don't remember if all of the little pigs had names but I do know that they all had a purpose. Teapot, salt & pepper, cream, sugar, syrup. Breakfast was my favorite time. Grand Mothers food was good and I was able to play with the pigs. They were my friends-the big pigs and the little pigs too. The only thing at Grand Mothers & Grand Fathers that I really loved. The Pigs.
I never understood why Grand Mother & Grand Father would share an egg. I got a whole egg to myself and they shared one? I didn't ask why because I knew that Fathers ways had come from them. I didn't want Grand Fathers belt on my butt so I just stayed quiet. I ate my whole egg and my whole piece of scrapple and my whole pancake and watched as the Grandparents shared theirs. And I played with the pigs.
I was so happy to hear Mother & Fathers car pull up into the driveway. The longest two days of my life were over. I hugged Grand Mother and waved goodbye to Grandfather and got inside the car and waited. It was a long nine miles home. I told Mother how I loved playing with the pigs but I never mentioned how the Grand Parents shared one of everything. Many years later I was vacationing at Mothers and I decided to stop and visit Grand Mother. I phoned her first just to let her know. Grand Father had long past away. I could tell just by looking into her eyes that Grand Mother was excited to see me. Grand Mother was still raising chickens and still raising vegetables but when we went inside to the kitchen I didn't see my little friends. The pigs. The pigs that had made that long ago weekend bearable. We sat at the same table where so long ago I had watched them share an egg a piece of scrapple and a pancake. And we talked. For hours. I realized that after Grand Father died Grand Mother began living. I was happy for her. As I was getting ready to leave Grand Mother said she had a box in her sewing room she wanted me to have. In the box were my friends the pigs. All of them. And I know that Grand Mother could tell just by looking into my eyes that I was happy.
It would be a few more years and many chats on the phone with Grand Mother before I would realize why the Grand Parents shared just one. Of everything. When I finally did anyone who looked into my eyes could tell I was happy.
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