Many years ago, when we lived in Caldwell, we would see houses toilet papered, even our own house on a few occasions. But never have I seen a more beautiful toilet papering than the one in my neighborhood, done Friday night. So much toilet paper in so many trees, and so high up.
I walked over and told Jeff, the dad in that house, it was the most beautiful toilet papering I had seen in many years, and I asked how they could get the toilet paper so high.
"They just pitch it," he said. Jeff is clearly an athlete, very trim and muscled, so pitching it seemed no big thing.
Well, I knew they pitched it. But it's really high.
It's in honor of his daughter, an athlete at Timberline High School and also the perpetrator--with her friends--of a toilet papering of some of the football team guys. So it's payback.
She was not at home, but I met Charles and Solomon, her brothers, who were helping their dad with the clean-up. Big job. Really big job. Too bad they can't use all that toilet paper. I mean for its intended purpose.
Jeff is the guy who shoveled my driveway a few winters ago. He is principal at Meridian High School, where Solomon intends to go. Solomon is about nine or maybe 10. I asked him, "Is that because your dad is the principal?"
Solomon said it's because, "I want to help out their sports."
Could be, you know. He and Charles are out there shooting baskets a lot.
Surely you know what I 'm talking about--toilet papering a house.
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