What a treat to get a letter from an old friend today, born in Yelapa, he shares a short story…

As a child growing up in Yelapa one of my jobs was to deliver notes. many of my days would start with my parents sending me off to Peggy’s at which point she would send me off to Karina’s out on the point and then Karina would send me to Ruby’s and so on. At some point in the day I would end up at Rita’s. one of of the customs was that whoever I was delivering a note to would give me a treat, Peggy a coke, Karina a cookie and Ruby, being a great cook, would make me lunch or a snack. Rita’s treat was dessert. she always had flan that her maid would make from scratch. so when ever I arrived there, while she was writing a response to the note I had delivered, I would sit in the kitchen and eat home made flan. Rita also had a chihuahua that had a real mean streak. Some times he would be at the bottom of the path to her house and I would have to do a little negotiating with the beasty, but due to his tiny stature he wasn’t to much of a problem. I enjoyed my times with her at her beautiful house and still have very fond memories of Rita and Howard. Till next time, adios

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