THE MYSTERY OF THE BRAZIL NUT
I came to Memphis in 1968, and I saw her that first week in the back seat of a car from a distance, but she was and is still beautiful. Within a week we went on our first date — she was only 16 years old and sweet — I thought “Hey there little Red Riding Hood you sure are looking good”. On our 3rd date, I thought that I must do something to capture her Heart…I cannot let her slip way. So my father had taught me only one trick in life, and now was the time to use it. He taught me how to crack a Brazil Nut with only one finger. Now there was some risk of failure, since if not struck precisely, then the Brazil Nut may win the contest. So I drove down Jackson Avenue and went to a Kroger grocery store to buy a bag of Brazil Nuts. Then that night under the dim glow of the parking lot light, I placed the selected Brazil Nut on the concrete base of the light. The rest of my life rested there with that Brazil Nut holding her heart literally in my hands. Then with one swift blow by one of my fingers, the Brazil Nut was cracked and vanquished. Her heart was mine forever more. Four years later we were married, and we recently celebrated our 47th wedding anniversary, and I thank God for her every day. Now that is a Mystery based on a true story.
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