As Many Of You Are Aware I Am President Of The Senior Citizen Bowling League. My Position Sometimes Require Me To Contact Members On Occasion.
I Was Doing That Tonight When I Wanted To Discuss An Issue With A Current Bowler. I Got Out My Membership Roster And Looked Up His Number. The Phone Was Answered By His Wife Martha. The Conversation Goes Like This; Hi Martha, This Is Greg Miller How Are You? She Said Hi Greg How Are You? I Then Asked To Speak With Joe. There Was This Long Pause.....Then Martha Said There Is No Joe Here. Another Long Pause By Myself....When I Finally Said Huh? Finally Martha Told Me She Was Martha Howard. Martha Is A Dear Friend Of My Mother And The Widow Of Ralph, Who Use To Bowl On My Team. The Joe I Was Trying To Reach Has A Wife Named Martha. The Bowling Leagues Secretary Inadvertently Placed Ralph Howard's Telephone Number With Joe's Information.
After It All Played Out It Left Me With One Of Those Feelings. You Know What I Mean.
You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone
