More d*mn desert
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I invited my parents to visit the Coachella Valley a dozen or so years ago, when they were searching for a place to retire. I thought it would be great to have them living so close, but my father was somewhat less than entranced by the landscape, and every time we rounded a corner, Chet kept repeating, "More d*mn desert." We all laughed, and I quickly realized that he could never be convinced to relocate here.
He and my mom later picked out a retirement home in Florida, but before they got a chance to live in it, his heart gave out.
I'll always remember his throwaway line, and my wife and I still repeat it ironically to each other, as we look out over the area we have come to love so much: "More d*mn desert."
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