Saturday, September 24, 2011


Once, when I was 2 or 3 years old I was at Mervyn's with my mom...  I cannot quite remember if my dad or brother were also there, but that is not really an important part of this story.

Back then, Mervyn's had all of their nice jeans at the front entrance.  My mom and I had just stepped out of the doors when this, as I recall it,  rusty old van, with no windows pulled up.  The side door flew open and a couple of guys jumped out.  They ran past us and proceeded to steal all of the jeans from the front of the store.

For some reason, I have always remembered this and.  Who knows if I have all of the details right, but I do know, that it was crazy enough to stay in my mind for the next 25 years.

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