doesn't immediately think of a wine festival as a natural fit for children's authors. I - and the the hundreds of kids whose parents drag them along to a wine festival - beg to differ! The kids were tickled pink to find a real live kids' author - one of their kind - nestled into the booths selling wine, wine glasses, wine wreaths, and everything wine. The author was happy to be able to selectively partake of the sweet harvest while signing books.It was a win-win situation.
And a reunion. This year, I got to see people I hadn't seen in over twenty years. A girl I used to run cross country and track came out with her daughter. Okay, neither she nor I am a girl anymore, but I hadn't seen her since I graduate from high school. I'm still
catching up. Another girl/now woman I played together with in the Tulsa Youth Symphony came as well. I used to hang out with her younger sister who was my age, had sleep overs at their house, and took violin lessons from her mom, but I hadn't seen her in twenty years either. It didn't stop there. A friend from high school who now runs his own gourmet restaurant had a booth there. He was one of those "bad" kids in school, And sure enough, he was the one who brought over a bottle of wine to share with me. You gotta love those kinds of friends.It was a lazy day under the Tuscan/Oklahoma sun where words and wine flowed in happy abundance.
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Glad to help. It's a very cool thing. And yes, Facebook. I just had an old high school friend contact me there, too. The world really is getting smaller and smaller.
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