edith (my hippie aunt)
left with my mom
who never gave it to me
& I found when I was
clearing out her
house
I found a picture she had taken
of Lombardi street
---the crookedest Street in the world---
& she had a note on it for me
because I was three & a half and likely wouldn't
REMEMBER
the note SAID
this is a picture I took of Lombardi street
joan really liked it
I REMEMBER
VIVIDLY
when edith directed us onto that street
& joan got a view of it
realized she couldn't back up
couldn't find any way
OUT of it
freaked out
& proceeded to wind the enormous whale of a car
down this street without hitting anything
with maybe a soupcon of
here goes nothin'
because
what the hell, ya know
I felt EVERY BIT of THAT
AND
while I do believe she
SAID
something LIKE
well THAT was FUN
my TAKE is that
the feeling was
edith had done it, probably on purpose, but since she didn't drive there wasn't any point in saying anything because she would just SAY
OH I had NO IDEA
that might be stressful*
SO
no body ever called her on it
*I don't believe anythone ever said stressful back then
BUT
the IDEA
that joan enjoyed the experience
that she would write me a
NOTE
telling me
joan liked it
SEEMS WEIRD
to me
