Tuesday, November 16, 2010

many years ago...

my dad and I were riding through southern West Virginia in the fall. He was explaining commerce to me. He said, "People will buy anything. See those leaves on the trees. If you bag them up and put a name on them, people will even buy those leaves."

We started to laugh and joke about them. We even called the purple leaves "mingos" because we were in Mingo County. Even he thought he was stretching things then.

Now every fall, I ride through the hills of WV and think about the thousands of bags of leaves for sale in craft stores across America. Somebody is making a killing!

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