Date:         Fri, 13 Jun 2008 20:04:09 -0400
Reply-To:     Jonathan Poole <jfpoolio@GMAIL.COM>
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From:         Jonathan Poole <jfpoolio@GMAIL.COM>
Subject:      Friday Story
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I am at dinner with my van parked right outside the restaurants front
window.  An older guy noticed my van and briefly shared an interesting story
with me.  You guys probably all know how the conversation went, "your van
reminds me......."

So the story went like this,,  When he was living in England many years ago
a friend of his took his family, grandmother and all on a road trip to
Spain.  When in Spain the grandmother, sadly, passed away.  Due to the
difficulty of having the body returned to England etc. the family loaded the
grandmother into the top (must have been a high roof?) and left her there
for the night while they stayed in a hotel and figured things out.  The next
morning they awoke to find that the camper was gone, apparently stolen.
Later and after much searching the van was found at the bottom of a deep
ravine that it had been driven into.  They guessed that the thieves, well
into their joyride, discovered that they had gotten a lot more than they
expected and then disposed of the vehicle as thoroughly as possible..

That was probably the most unique "your van reminds me of" story that I have
heard yet..

Happy Friday,

Jonathan Poole