The Fortune Teller
We traveled from Marble Falls to San Antonio for our 1970 senior trip. (Whoopee, that was a dandy trip after putting in 12 hard years) Late in the afternoon we ended up by Breckenridge Park at an amusement park / arcade.Several of us, Madeline included, decided to go to a fortune teller. When it was my turn she read my palms or something and said ” one day you will write a book”. I don’t remember what it cost for the fortune teller but we all laughed until we cried at how wrong she was. You see I would never … Continue reading The Fortune Teller