Tuesday, September 7, 2010
When Gerald and I were dating, we were driving along and I saw a large patch of Black-Eyed Susans growing along the road. I squealed, "Ooooh, I'd love to have a bouquet of those; they're my favorite flowers!" Gerald pulled over and picked a bunch. As he was crossing the road, a State Trooper pulled up behind the car. He walked beside the car right beside me and asked Gerald, "Do you know it's illegal to pick wildflowers?" Gerald pointed to me and asked, "Now wouldn't you pick Black-Eyed Susans for THAT Black-Eyed Susan?" The Trooper said, "Get out of here, you romantic fool!" That was the last bouquet I ever received!