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Memoirs -- fact and fiction, San Miguel de Allende

Luck runs out for Lucky Lady Too but not for globe-hopping pilot, Bob Gannon

It was such a relief last week to learn that my old friend Bob Gannon crashed his 56-year-old Cessna 182 just outside of Las Vegas.

Of course, he walked away from the crash. The plane wasn’t called Lucky Lady Too for nothing.

Let me interject that I am simply relieved to know that Bob is still alive. And flying. I confess that I periodically check the news for recent Bob Gannon and Lady Too exploits — or an obituary. I haven’t found either in years.

Both to my distress and relief.

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fiction, Rants and raves, San Miguel de Allende, Writings

Revenge gifts for annoying friends should be simple and subtle — but not a puppy!

A lot of people say to me, “Bob, I have this really annoying friend. Annoying, but not so bad that I want to kill him. Is there anything a passive-aggressive person like myself can do about this situation?”

My first instinct is to say, “My friend, you’ve come to the right place. Have you ever considered gifting them a puppy?

I don’t say that, however.

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