The Gate

I just love to peek through a gate. What’s on the other side? I’m not a peeping Tom, but if there are flowers, shrubs and garden goodies in the yard, then I’m sure that there will be more on the other side of the fence.

Years ago my sister and I were on a vacation, happening upon Elvis’ home. It was not open to the public during that time and we saw all that we could by peeking through the gate. My sister got a brilliant idea to climb on top of the brick wall and get another view of the property. I helped her climb up, her shoe fell off into his yard. There was a dog barking and she didn’t want to take a chance to drop into the yard, grab her shoe and possibly not be able to get back over the fence. So, I’m sure Elvis enjoyed the wonderful present of my sister’s old stinky shoe.

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