I went to a garage sale a while back and bought a few books. Back at home I put the books on my have-to-read-pile and a few pages fell down on the floor. Two old and yellowed pages, ripped out of a magazine; the pages don’t show the name, just the page number 38 and 40. I read the story and it made me smile -wish it would show the author. I kept it and it’s on my desk since a while. Today is Valentine’s Day and I thought I will no write a smoking post, but will share this article with all of you instead. So here we go:
