My mother-in-law doesn’t drive. But boy does she get around. This seventy eight and a half year old rarely calls for a ride. She takes the bus everywhere. Volunteers here, volunteers there. Meets friends. Does stuff. Not one to sit too very long on her comfy couch – except when it comes to one thing. Horse racing. The lady is addicted. She even has a horse racing channel.
Yesterday visiting in her living room, a photograph on her couch caught my eye. A beautiful stallion. Oh, and there was a horse in the picture too. My mother-in-law had just received in the mail a pin-up calendar of jockeys. Twelve photos of jockeys posing sans shirt or unbuttoned all the way. What was going on over here?
I love discovering new things about people you have known for a very long time. It’s like opening a window you thought was stuck.
Not only do I have a politically active and world knowledgeable mother-in-law who travels, reads everything under the sun, knows what is going on in the world, takes the bus all over town…she has a calendar of half naked men hanging in her house.
The calendar profits go to permanently disabled jockeys, she tells me.
Of course it does.
by J.G. McGlothern