To: mrs goldberg who wrote (8222 ) 3/20/2000 11:53:00 AM From: Dealer Respond to of 35685
Mr. and Mrs. Coonaz encounter by dealer-dude. Had looked forward to meeting one of my favorities cyberspace cousins and his better half. I am waiting amongst the limos outside of the Beau Rivage as Coonaz pulls up in his Chevrolet pickup with the fully stocked gun rack across the back window. As they remove their luggage consisting of stuffed brown paper bags on to the luggage rack I immediately thought to my self this has got to be them. Coonaz was dressed in a J.C Penny chambray snapfront plaid workshirt, Rattlesnake belt (later to find out he killed it last year while hunting turkey), Timex watch with Speidel Twistoflex band, lee jeans, Redwing work boots, and a "gimme cap" from his local Winn Dixie store. The little lady was sporting a motherly hairdo from Jeanette's Cut 'N Curl (later to find out this is how she spends her Fridays) wearing a Gruen watch, wearing a dress made from Simplicity pattern #9876 poly/cotton no iron blend, vinal Ambassador bad (bought by mail-order) and shoes from Baker's. We introduced ourselves and decided to do lunch. While at lunch Coonaz showed me his Certificate for "Best of Show" for his Brahman bull (fifth year he's won). Mrs. Coonaz continued the conversation by giving me some of her prize-winning pickles in a ball canning jar, with a personalized label: "From the Kitchen of Cathy Coonaz." Come time to pay the bill, Coonaz said he would buy and reaches in his pocket to find the money and pulls out entire pocket contents consisting of Swiss army pocket knife, RED MAN chew (puts plug in his mouth) keys to pickup and gates to various cow pastures, hand tooled leather wallet (with his name on it) and a wadded up hankerchief amongst a few folded bills. We spent most of the week-end talking about how proud they are of Elvis, Grand Ole Opry and their plans for entering more contest at fairs around and about the local area. This weekend was a great treat for me. It was certainly my pleasure. Thank you Coonaz. Your friend dealer-dude (from the Double "D" Dude Ranch)