so yesterday in my cab i met a compatriot swiss guy --- how can a swiss guy be my compatriot? becoz his mother and grandfather are from the same part of asturias, spain, as my grandmother (paternal side)
my paternal side grandmother, whom i never met before, was named ana and died suffering from -- what's that condition called, i don't remember, ummm, ummm, ummm, ummm... some genetic condition that makes you forget stuff -- oh alzeimers! that's it.... well ana was from cangas del narcea in the mountains there in asturias -- south of the coastal cities....
it turned out my swiss compatriot also has grandparents from that neck of the woods... so i emailed three more or less estranged uncles of mine... offspring of said ana: a neurotic jesuit psychiatrist, a courtroom judge, and a truck-driver - the latter, like myself, an intelligent guy but choosing to drive as a profession....
i'll wait and see if these 3 clowns get back to me or no
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