(Bothering) Guns, booze, and a naked dude

When I was 17 years old my godmother, who is an atheist (my mother thought this would be funny) was having a Bastille day party at her house in the gold country mountains of northern California. She lived in a building that was a hotel in the 1850s. Pamela Hill is her name, and she is a world famous quilter. She has a quilt in the Smithsonian. At the time, I wanted to be a painter and go to art school and my godmother, who knew lots of artists and crafts-people, arranged for me to take a day tr...

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