4/20

For many people 4/20 has meaning, whether it's about smoking pot, Hitler's birthday, or the anniversary of Columbine. To me it's a day of rememberance, a day I look back and realize that I didn't quite know a person I really cared for, and finding out more about her after the fact, just makes me wish I could've known her better.

True Story:

My Grandpa, Grandma, and Aunt were out to go camping one night. The pulled into the campsite pretty late as it was already dark. My Grandpa and Grandma go off to find a campsite, leaving their 7 year old daughter in the car with the doors open, so the light would stay on as they had taken the flashlight. So off they trek into the woods.

Shortly after they leave, someone walks up to the car my aunt is in, and by walk I mean, on all fours. It seems a bear had come to investigate the light and the contents of the car. Like any normal kid would do, my aunt started screaming, which of course, didn't do much to scare the bear. It did however alert Grandpa to the situation. He turned and bolted back to the car, flashlight in hand. Which of course, left Grandma alone in the dark woods, with a bear about to be shooed potentially in her direction.

Everyone ended up safe and unharmed, but it's a shame I didn't get to hear this story 1st hand, I would've loved to hear her tell it. So here's a moment of silence for the sweetest woman I've ever known, the one who fixed me peanut butter and butter sandwiches and gave me Hansen's Mandarin Orange sodas. A woman I wish I would've spent more time getting to know.