A total smart-ass once said to me, "Kathy is the funny one in your family." This cut me to the quick. Hey, I am the Humor Master in the family!
I made a vow that I would never talk to that asshole ever again.
My father also said other blunt things to me, because he was an outspoken Norwegian, but that's the one that really got to me.
Speaking of stubborn Norwegians, here is the second part of the bizarre journey to buy True West magazine.
September 18, 1999
The two Steves sell True West magazine to the Two Bobs in Stillwater, Oklahoma.
Several times we were on the verge of closing the doors, but somehow we made it through. How?
Kathy put it this way:
"What they did not understand is that they were talking to a Norwegian. Only child. Viking invader. Once the decision has been made to invade, conquest is the only option."
Okay, maybe she is the funniest person in our family. And, by the way, this is what I want on my tombstone: