Last week I returned from a very, very tiring trip from san diego. I had gone to sleep. I'd only had about three hours sleep, but I made myself get up the following morning, so I would adjust to eastern standard time. I was eating my breakfast when the phone rang.

It was a very cultured voice, stating this is the american consulate in mexico. I'm calling to relate to you that your son, grandson roy, has been arrested for speeding and we found dope in the car along with the ticket at this time. I'd like to let you talk to your grandson.

A very sobbing voice came on the phone, I'm so sorry I I didn't mean to do it, but I came down to mexico to go to my friend's funeral. His dad paid my way down so I could be here. I was in the car just going back to the airport and I got arrested grandma. Please do not tell my parents at that point. The counselor came back on the phone. He said ma'am we're going to need a lawyer here, we're going to trial in one hour and a half.

I have to have this money within 45 minutes. If you will, please get this cash, send it to me and call me the minute you return home. I followed his procedure. Came home was cogitating the situation when the phone rang again again, it was the counselor ma'am we've run into a problem. We need another fourteen hundred dollars. Would you please follow the same procedure?

Call me when you have sent the money I did. This. I put. The phone down was very, very exasperated when I returned home from filing the money, and I tore up my son's commissioning picture. I was so upset about 4 30. That afternoon I received a phone call hi grandma. How are you I said roy? How are you on fine? What's the matter grandma I knew then. I had made a very serious mistake.