I first met Andy one night this past summer while sitting around Frank's fire. She showed up and sat down next to me. I don't remember if it was before, then, or after, when someone told me that she was the woman with the two kids in the site next to Bob's. She introduced herself as “On – dray – ah”. Having had a couple of beers, and being irreverent as hell in general, I said I would just call her “Andy”.

I don't remember her objecting.

One of, if not the first thing I noticed, is that Andy was not an unattractive woman. Pretty damn cute in fact, not at all something I would expect after living in Sweetwater for ten years. She also smokes. I may have even lit her cigarette – something I enjoy but rarely get to do in today's environment. One does not expect to meet a good looking, beer drinking, cigarette smoking woman driving her RV from campsite to campsite. My friends and neighbors in D-block just hadn't gotten around to telling me about the male portion of this happy family.

Andy drank her one beer and left. She also left all her empties. Some nights there's not too much going on around the fire and D-12 was all abuzz with comments about who WAS this woman who would show up, drink a beer, and then leave sans her empties. What comments I may have vocalized escape me, but in my head I was also wondering, “Who WAS that woman”? And not for any reason having to do with her empties.

Now I've always thought I was attracted to the more conservative type. Someone maybe just a little shy; attractive, yet subtle, not the type that would stand out in a crowd. Someone that it might take you a while to notice. Conservative living, conservative dress, speech, and thoughts. You could use a thousand words to describe Andy and conservative would never enter your thought processes. Andy doesn't enter a room, she explodes into your environment. You are suddenly in the aura of a lively, vivacious, entertaining, intelligent woman. Necklaces swaying, bangles a banging and ring covered hands waving in her million mile per hour slipstream as she relates her latest adventure.

Nope, not my type at all.

Yet, how can you not love a woman with a kindred irreverence who calls her business – Up Your …........... Ear? What are these thoughts going through my conservative mind?