Played Like A Fiddle

By kiki

In 1980, my brother Mando, his then-wife Terri, Connie, and I were on a motorcycle road trip, and one late afternoon, we pulled into a camping ground in Old Monterey Bay (California's Central Coast). And after setting up camp, we took the wives on a romantic stroll around the campground, and as we were strolling the campgrounds, we came upon some Gypsies setting up camp. We first noticed their big fancy Cadillac and brand new Chevy pickup truck. It was all good, but we couldn't take our eyes off the truck because there was a massive TV in the bed; it was one of the most prominent color TVs of the time. 

As Mando and I stared at the TV, a Gypsy Cat that was watching the TV while sitting on a chair inside the bed of the truck pointed to a Gypsy kid trying to set up a big tent and said to us, "Hey, boss, you know how to set up that tent?" "Sure," Mando and I responded. So we started helping the Gypsy kid, but soon the Gypsy kid was gone; he was also up on the pickup bed watching TV with his Gypsy brother. As Mando and I continued to set up the tent, the Gypsy Cat would now and then yell at us, "Hey, boss, you need a hammer?" That Gypsy Cat played us like a fiddle Lol!!. As Mando and I (the wives were long gone) walked back to our camp, we kept asking, "Hey, boss, how did that just happen?" Good memories (even if we were played like a fiddle) from times past