On the road to Tahoe there are lots of small towns. There are even a few tiny towns, like the dip in the road called Strawberry, Population 10. As we made our way up the winding mountain road, we happened upon Kyburz, population 81. I like the "one" in that 81. Ya gotta know when that kid was born there was a party. It has to feel good to know that just by showing up, you increased the population by 1.25%.
The only way, in fact that you know you have been to Kyburz is when you see the road sign on the town's only cafe. A picture is worth at least 7 words...
Guy came home from work yesterday at about 1:00.
By 1:30 he was off to take Adam to the church to practice
their piano /organ duet for this Sunday.
Guy was in and out so fast that all I had left of him
was the hello-goodbye kiss
that still lingered on my lips
(or was it the razor stubble-burn on my chin?)
Some times I feel like I live in Kyburz.
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