I Met a Fairy, by Ricky

I MET A FAIRY TODAY THAT SAID SHE WOULD GRANT ME ONE WISH.

"I want to live forever," I said.

"Sorry," said the fairy, "I'm not allowed to grant eternal life."

"Fine," I said, "Then, I want to die after Congress gets its head out of its ass!"

"You crafty bastard," said the fairy.

© 8 Apr 2012

About the Author

I was born in June of 1948 in Los Angeles, living first in Lawndale and then in Redondo Beach. Just prior to turning 8 years old in 1956, I began living with my grandparents on their farm in Isanti County, Minnesota for two years during which time my parents divorced.

When united with my mother and stepfather two years later in 1958, I lived first at Emerald Bay and then at South Lake Tahoe, California, graduating from South Tahoe High School in 1966. After three tours of duty with the Air Force, I moved to Denver, Colorado where I lived with my wife and four children until her passing away from complications of breast cancer four days after the 9-11 terrorist attack.

I came out as a gay man in the summer of 2010. I find writing these memories to be therapeutic.

My story blog is TheTahoeBoy.Blogspot.com