She Has Two First Names


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Posted by copey on Wednesday, July 22, 2009 at 05:15:22 :

Her name was Donna Rae ,even at the tender age of fourteen it was evident she was different from all the other girls her age . By the time Donna reached eighteen she was a knock out , and she new it . A flawless body ,beautiful golden hair and deep blue eyes and well tanned skin and more than the necessary curves that gave her plenty of attention . Now Donna had learned very early that this gift of beauty gave her the advantage over her many male pursuers she could pick and choose who or not she dated . Her circle of men were the fast car crowd and the boys with some background with money to show her the time she wanted . Donna craved the action and the big times that the “better “ boys could show her . Before long her circles of travel lead her to the bigger cities ,and more richer and power full men who craved for her attention .Graduating in to the luxury car and fur coat and diamond crowd and expensive trips to Europe the orient and many other exotic places of the world .A few times a year Donna Rae would come back to town sporting a flashy Italian sports car and a dressed to the nines , where she would show off to her old friends how her lifestyle going . It was apparent Donna Rae had been really living the good life. Now every summer , I like to take a day trip up into the Canadian Shield .Its not far from my farm about ten miles north on the hiway it turns from soft sandy soil to hard rock ledges and deep rock cuts, just like day and night .I had driven north for a hour and a bit , and came upon a small village and I was a bit hungry . There was a old run down chip truck on the four corners ,I decided to grab a few fries .When the operator of the chip truck turned around and faced me I instantly recognized her ,as Donna Rae although I hadn’t seen her in thirty some years I knew right away .She was shocked to see me, as much as I was to see her . Donna Rae was to finish her shift in ten minutes and asked if I would come and chat, at her apartment and ,catch up on old times ,and I agreed ,I helped her in the power wagon and down the road to her place we went .Her place wasn’t much, a one room flat and a bath room over a garage ,sparsely furnished .I sat down in a chair while she got out a piece of pie and made some coffee . Donna Rae asked many questions about the happenings and the people in the tiny home town she grew up in ,over the years and I answered best I could . By the way she asked the questions I felt she wanted to come back , things in her life changed as she aged , her looks her figure even her hair had lost its luster, it was trying for her to keep up the appearance she once had .I could see that she was lonely and she asked if I could stay the night . I declined the invitation although her tales of her exotic life were interesting and informative . I listened to her for the entire afternoon it was a amazing saga . I had to get going before the darkness would set in . When bidding farewell she spoke softly and tears were in her eyes she said how she “envied “ all the girls who “settled down” in town and had families and friends to share life with . On the way home I started thinking about her , when she was young and most beautiful, all the girls in town envied her . Quite a turn of events , but the one thing Donna Rae had forgotten is that we all change as we age ,and the most important lesson in life its not just the present moment but the total collection of memories and events from all the years you “lived” ~ Copey





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