A =
man walked out to the street and caught a taxi the second he waved his =
hand. He got into the taxi.
Cabbie: "Perfect timing. You’re just like =
Frank."
Passenger: =
"Who?"
Cabbie: "Frank Feldman. He’s a guy who did =
everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed =
a cab, things happened like that to Frank Feldman every single =
time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds =
over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific =
athlete. He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf =
with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway =
star. He was an amazing guy. He even caught a bigger bass than =
Bob."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was really =
something special."
Cabbie: "There’s more. He had a memory like a =
computer. He remembered everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, =
which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix =
anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. =
But Frank Feldman could do everything =
right."
Passenger: "Wow, what a =
guy!"
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to =
go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to =
get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake, and he really =
knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. His clothing was =
always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He =
never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank =
Feldman. He was one perfect =
guy!"
Passenger: "How did you meet =
him?"
Cabbie: "I never actually met Frank. He died, =
and I married his wife."
~~
Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"