House of the Triple S

It was the summer of 87. I was living with my girlfriend in Laguna Beach, California. We had not been dating very long, maybe five months, but she suddenly found herself in need of a place to crash and I worked two job so was hardly ever home anyway. It worked out pretty good. The place was nice, it was a guest house on the property of an older woman who lived in the main house over looking the ocean. Her name was Jean Vander Pyl. She was the voice of Wilma Flintstone for many years. I would always tell her to say hi to Fred for me whenever I dropped off the rent check. I am sure she had never heard that before, but she would laugh anyway and all I could see was that red-headed cartoon character with a bone in her hair and a dinosaur for a pet.

One afternoon my…

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About paulsdahlman

Born in Southern California, raised on the road and now growing roots in New England. I am on the journey of my lifetime. May the footprints I leave behind form the words to my story.
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