Because you deserve a laugh.

July 16, 2007 – 8:55 pm |

Growing up, when my family would venture from our Montana homeland and trek east to visit family and friends, I used to delight in baffling the easterners with my explanations about how – in the great Out West – we did, indeed, enjoy most of the modern conveniences of the time. 

I would escape from the adult gathering with younger relatives and the similarly-aged neighbors who’d been invited over to entertain me during the visit, and regale them with tales of The West.  Some young girl would usually inquire, in innocent, honest naivety, whether I rode a horse to school or knew any real cowboys.  I once mentioned that I rather enjoyed country music, which in the 80’s was played mostly on am radio stations.  “Well, of course you do,” responded one boy, completely without sarcasm, “you don’t even have FM radio in Montana do you?”

In a way, I’ve kind of missed those days.  So imagine my joy when 5 recently asked, “when you were growing up in Montana – did you speak English, or do they speak something different there?”

I really wanted to make something up, but I refrained.  I did, however, show him this picture of me and hot little sister circa 1985 or 6.  I told him we were on our way to school.