This is an open letter to a handsome young man, probably in his 30s: I don’t know who you are, but I want to thank you for providing me with a good laugh every time I recall our chance encounter in the Kenai Fabric Store sometime in the 80s. As I was preparing to shop, I walked past the play area when you popped your head out from behind the play counter area and said brightly, “Do you want an ice cream cone?” I was amused and thought, “Sure, I’ll play store with you,” so I said, “Why yes, I would like one scoop of vanilla.” You took my order turned around to pretend to scoop up the ice cream. I saw you look over your inventory, turn around and in your full-service demeanor say, “I’m sorry, but we’re out of vanilla. Would chocolate do instead?” You then proceeded to turn around, scoop up the pretend chocolate cone, hand it to me, and I in turn pretended to give you some money. You thanked me.
Let me thank you now. I think I’ve told this story to a hundred people and I always laugh so hard I cry. I can only think that you grew up to be an exceptionally successful and imaginative young man!
Karen (Parrish) Norskog
Post Falls, Idaho
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