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  • Sunday, April 07, 2002
    I have a little story to share. It is from our trip (Cheryl, MIke and Tavie) up north. When we were on way back (after a sad goodbye to Kitana and Ade) we had to go through the whole re-entry thing. We sat in line and watched as vehicle after vehicle was searced by army dudes, until it was our turn at the booth. The stern faced lady took all our I.D.'s and started asking the same old questions, where are you from, which one is Octavia, blah blah blah, all the while a very large unsmiling army dude was staring at me from just outside my window. Then she asked us how long we had been there and what we had done. I said, "We were there over night. We came up to see the Kids in the ____." Much giggling came from my fellow passangers. "It's the TRUTH! Don't LAUGH at me" whines me, looking at them in a wounded manner. I look up at the army dude and he is laughing at me too. "You should have just said you were seeing The Lion K__g!" he says. "We could have stayed home to see that!" I say in a 'what are you stupid?' tone of voice, which makes him laugh harder. He waves us on our way, without so much as asking me to open my trunk. Perhaps a Kids fan?