If I ever write an auto-biography, this story most likely will be there. It is a story about my life I thought you might find interesting. Many times when I tell my stories, people say, “You should write a book about that.” So, here’s a start…

1966 London -- One of Minnesota’s notorious features is extremely large mosquitoes. As kids we used to laugh about if an enemy ever tried to bomb Minnesota the mosquito squadrons would sting down their bombers. Even today, you can find T-shirts depicting a mosquito as the Minnesota state bird.

One summer my friend’s mother, Irene, took a trip with her mother to London. While waiting at a London airport to return home, Irene got into a discussion with a woman about whose location had the largest mosquitoes. After several minutes of heated debate, they discovered they were talking about the same mosquitoes. They each had a summer cabin on the same lake in northern Minnesota.

Isn’t it ironic that two Minnesota neighbors would meet each other at an airport in London while arguing about the size of their mosquitoes?