Compliments of Laura
Subject: A Bottle Of Wine
> >
> >
> >For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married,
or
>wish
>you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you
>open
>a bottle of wine:
> >
> >Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern
Arizona
>when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.
As
>the
>trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo
>woman if she would like a ride.
> >
> >With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car. Resuming the
>journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the
Navajo
>woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything
she
>saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the
>seat
>next to Sally.
> >
> >"What's in the bag?" asked the old woman.
> >
> >Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine.
> >I got it for my husband."
> >
> >The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking
with
> >the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said, "Good trade."
