Long ago, Bill Walton, in Portland, was God.

As it happened, at Christmas time at the Saturday Market, I was selling my wooden lamps, having a lot of fun.
Big crowds.
Being the brilliant barker, of course. I had an intelligent and motivated group of people in the booth and i was mesmerizing them with my presentation. Yet even as I held up my most beautiful lamp to them, I noticed that they were, in fact, looking over shoulder behind me.
Curious, I glanced around and there was Bill Walton and, even more importantly, his wife, who proceeded to buy a lamp.

I love women!

I don't remember if any of my intelligent and motivated gaggle bought also, but how could they not have?

I hope that Bill and his wife are still together, and that my lamp remains a part of their life.


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