EVERYTHING IS SOMEWHERE

They say

      "nothing

is ever lost---

    it is always

somewhere..."

"and long as it's 

       still

in the house, we'll

    find it," the old 

saw goes...

Now sit down for 

     this one---

I had a favorite 

          CROSS pen

    for years, 

       wrote black gel

ink...nice

Oh, and did I say:

   It was Burgundy

"matte-finish"

       and beautiful,

and had a ...balance

    about it

You could see 

     and read

the dark black writing

           easy

It was

    one of those rare

        possessions that

was a joy forever, 

     and it looked nice

    in my pocket with

 my maroon necktie,

You know---matching stuff...

Three weeks ago...one 

     night I was in 

my Lazy-Boy with my

            feet up

     and watching a re-run

               from the sixties

     of The Virginian

while BE 

      was at choir practice

A lady called for her

     on our landline

and it came at a bad time---

         Doug McClure

     was fixing to plug

this sleezy perp 

     with his .45 Colt...

This lady said: "I need to 

             leave

     my phone number,"

"BANG BANG BANG" 

       he got the perp,

as I scribbled the number...

      and hung up 

   quick-like

Now the next day

     the spiral notebook

   with my burgundy 

        pen stuck in it---

was nowhere to be 

    found...

We searched 

     everywhere, even

   the big pockets 

of my writing jacket,

       and the wastebasket

   Gone, Gone, Gone....

I had saved up 

     a few bucks...and even

called Fahrney's, 

     back east, to replace 

 this favorite pen...

But ah, Cross doesn't make

     that model and color,

   anymore

Just proves my "new saw"

    that 

 "Everything Is Nowhere."

Gone.

Last night

     as I was unwrapping a 

small hard Tootsie Roll

              left-over

       from Halloween,

    it slipped and bounced

right under 

             my Lazy-Boy!

BE helpfully grabbed our 

    handy Picker-Upper

(from Amazon) 

       and grappled-out

the lint-covered Tootsie...

Then (SURPRISE)

          came the lost spiral

   notebook with the phone

          number with the 

      lady's name...

And hallelujah...

        my BURGUNDY CROSS!

(How had we missed it?)

Just goes to show:

      "Everything Is Somewhere."

****************

BY MIL

24 APRIL 17