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Show COUNTRY GIRL IN BIG CITY by Mary Gae Evans My daughter gave birth to a beautiful baby girl Saturday in Anaheim, Calif., so I naturally nat-urally boarded a bus to see my new granddaughter. As I write this column, I am sitting stranded in the Los Angeles bus station. While my son-in-law waits for me in the Anaheim bus station. The bus line didn't seem to be very interested in whether one bus being late, made me miss the next one, which naturally nat-urally left right on time. The next bus I might add, leaves here 7 hours from now. 1 am sitting here clutching my purse as there are few people here that look as if they are straight from night-mare night-mare theatre. The trip down wasn't to bad however, you know how they say, "Leave the driving to us" Well I did except for a few comments such as "Watch out for that car!" "Can't you drive any faster" and "Are you sure you are taking the right road?" He was nice about it though he said, "Lady if I'm not, I'd be glad to let you take the other one." The company was interesting. interest-ing. I sat by a Japanese boy part of the way and he kept asking me questions and making mak-ing Interesting comments on the scenery. Of course it was all in Japanese. So 1 just nod-ed nod-ed a lot. The rest of the way I sat by a little old lady who told me all about her 15 operations. op-erations. Every time I tried , to get a word in, she told me about having another part taken tak-en out. I planned on telling her about my operation but by the time she was finished I was ashamed of only having had one. She also had a bad case of bursitis and kept waving her arm up and down to relieve re-lieve the pain. One of the most unpleasant things about the trip was my heartburn. Have you ever had a 500 mile heartburn? I put the seat back and then up and then slid up and leaned lean-ed back and forward and then scrunched over to the side. I would have given all I owned for a Turn for the Tummy! Anyway, between my squirm-ming squirm-ming around to try to get away from my heartburn and my neighbor waving her arm to relieve her bursitis, we looked look-ed a lot like the Bobsey twins. I was a little nervous for fear of getting on the wrong bus at a rest stop, so I heard another lady say she was going go-ing to Anaheim, I followed her. Everytime she turned a-round a-round she bumped into me, and I think she was beginning to worry for fear I was some sort of a nut, so I explained my plight to her and she was very kind to me after that in a condesending sort of way. I'm just a country girl, anl I'm used to everyone worrying about everyone else. Here no one cares. I'm sure I could lay down on the floor and kick and scream and no one would even look down. I fact, there is a lady over in the other side of the bus station doing that very thing right now, and I'm the only one watching. However, How-ever, in conclusion, I would like to say that 1 was rescued rescu-ed eventually and if the paper would let me have a whole page I would tell you all about my new granddaughter! |