This is young Ernesto. He is from Wahttahtown.
We shared a brief but meaningful..
turkey breast sandwich.
This is Ernesto’s hotel when he’s in town:
This is not Ernesto..
..he was hitchhiking in my driveway. I introduced him to Ernesto, who was about to teach him how to fly, when Bubba crashed the tete-a-tete. We will simply have to go back soon.
This is not Bubba..
..nor is this (a fellow who turned 13 on Friday — this is an *old* photo)..
however.. Bubba IS in this one. Guess which one he is…
Not that one, nope.
Oh dear, no –that’s Ernesto’s grandma!