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For all of us who are married, were married, wish
You were married, or wish you weren't married, this
Is something to smile about the next time you see a
Bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her business
Trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly
Navajo woman walking on the side of the road .
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped
The car and asked the Navajo woman if she would
like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make
A bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old
Woman just sat silently, looking intently at
EVERYTHING she saw, studying every little detail,
Until she noticed a brown bag on the seat
next to Sally.
'What in bag?' asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, 'It's
A bottle of wine. I got it for my husband.'
The Navajo woman was silent for another
moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder,
She said:
'Good trade'
You were married, or wish you weren't married, this
Is something to smile about the next time you see a
Bottle of wine:
Sally was driving home from one of her business
Trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly
Navajo woman walking on the side of the road .
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped
The car and asked the Navajo woman if she would
like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make
A bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old
Woman just sat silently, looking intently at
EVERYTHING she saw, studying every little detail,
Until she noticed a brown bag on the seat
next to Sally.
'What in bag?' asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, 'It's
A bottle of wine. I got it for my husband.'
The Navajo woman was silent for another
moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder,
She said:
'Good trade'
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