In honor of Granbonny?s Birthday today, I would like to relate our first meeting. For those of you fortunate to have met Bonnie you quickly realized she was not bashful in any way. Being a Georgia Gal there weren?t no handshakes involved when you first met. A good old Georgia Bear Hug was in order. I once told Bonnie that she would have made a good insurance salesperson because she had never met a stranger. And that was true; she would talk to anyone and everyone like they had always been friends.
Shy she wasn?t. We hooked up with Mary and her family and pictures were taken. She had a knack of getting everyone involved, be it a walk on the beach or even a wild and crazy visit to HOOTERS!!! We had hardly gotten settled in to the picnic table on the Hooter?s deck when she asked me for my pocket knife (I am from Georgia, Bubba always got a knife----well, except when flying!!!). Next thing we know ?VR.COM? is now carved into the Hooter?s picnic table. I should point out here that there were plenty of carvings on the table before us so she wasn?t the first by any means. But it did make me wonder how our coffee table might survive around her. We all hung out with Mary and had a great time.
I always like to pick up a little (and I stress LITTLE---meaning CHEAP) nick-knack to bring back to my fellow workers. It usually means hitting one of those tourist traps for a frig magnet or other totally useless trinket. Much to Bonnie?s chagrin we wound up in a ?gasp? DOLLAR STORE. As we browsed for the right gifts she had a ball. I feared we would be asked to leave long before I obtained my bootie. I finally settled on a few bottles of sand and shells (probably from China) with ?Panama City Beach, Florida? written on the outside. During almost any conversation afterwards she would bring up the ?trip to the Dollar Store?. As a matter of fact, when she said they might make the Orlando trip I sent her a ?Google Map? of five DOLLAR STORES within 3 miles of where VR.COM planned on staying.
So in memory of Bonnie and all she did for VR.COM, use this thread to relate a ?Bonnie Tale? of her touching your life in some way.
We miss you Gal.
May God Bless and Keep You,
Danny & Bubba
Shy she wasn?t. We hooked up with Mary and her family and pictures were taken. She had a knack of getting everyone involved, be it a walk on the beach or even a wild and crazy visit to HOOTERS!!! We had hardly gotten settled in to the picnic table on the Hooter?s deck when she asked me for my pocket knife (I am from Georgia, Bubba always got a knife----well, except when flying!!!). Next thing we know ?VR.COM? is now carved into the Hooter?s picnic table. I should point out here that there were plenty of carvings on the table before us so she wasn?t the first by any means. But it did make me wonder how our coffee table might survive around her. We all hung out with Mary and had a great time.
I always like to pick up a little (and I stress LITTLE---meaning CHEAP) nick-knack to bring back to my fellow workers. It usually means hitting one of those tourist traps for a frig magnet or other totally useless trinket. Much to Bonnie?s chagrin we wound up in a ?gasp? DOLLAR STORE. As we browsed for the right gifts she had a ball. I feared we would be asked to leave long before I obtained my bootie. I finally settled on a few bottles of sand and shells (probably from China) with ?Panama City Beach, Florida? written on the outside. During almost any conversation afterwards she would bring up the ?trip to the Dollar Store?. As a matter of fact, when she said they might make the Orlando trip I sent her a ?Google Map? of five DOLLAR STORES within 3 miles of where VR.COM planned on staying.
So in memory of Bonnie and all she did for VR.COM, use this thread to relate a ?Bonnie Tale? of her touching your life in some way.
We miss you Gal.
May God Bless and Keep You,
Danny & Bubba
