Frank Lloyd Wright....naked?

Along with being a great mechanic, my father was also the king of B.S.  You know, that fertilizer that comes from a male bovine.  Yeah, my dad could sling it with the best of them.  One story my father would always "B.S." about involved a certain famous American architect and a tractor.

Now, just to set the record straight, this is a story my father would tell every time Frank Lloyd Wright would be mentioned in some news story or in conversation. Mr. Wright's name would come up often because we live in Southern Wisconsin not very far from his Taliesin home in Spring Green Wisconsin.  Anytime my dad would hear the name "Frank Lloyd Wright" my father would pipe in  "You know, I saw Frank Lloyd Wright naked once!"

Plus, as far as truthfulness is concerned, I don't recall the story changing much every time he told it.  If there was embellishment involved in my father's Frank Lloyd Wright story, it must have been done when he first started telling his eyewitness account.  There is no "Dead Sea Scrolls" version of my father's story to verify its historicity.  And one more thing, I dont think my dad was the type of guy to make up a story about seeing another man naked. 

So, since I've heard this story a million times from my father (it's gotten to the point that when I hear "Frank Lloyd Wright" I automatically pipe in "You know, my dad has seen him naked!"), I will tell this from my father's point of view.  To help me out read these next three words out loud.

FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT

"You know, I've seen him naked once! I was working for Raemisch Implement and they asked me to go and repossess the tractor that Frank Lloyd Wright had bought.  I guess Frank felt he was too important to actually pay for a tractor.  So I went down there to Taliesin with another guy to pick it up.  Of course, Frank had these guards with swords guarding the place, I think they were from India.  I couldn't understand what they were saying and they were sure as hell not going to let me just take the tractor.  I looked at the guy with me and said 'Let's go up to the house and see if he's here'.  We walked passed the little Indian guys with swords and went up to the house.  The guy that was with me didn't say a word. He must've been scared of the Indians or something, so I did all the talking.

I knocked on the door and a woman answered it.  Completely Naked! Of course, he's having one of his sex parties! 'I need to talk to Frank' I said.  I didn't care what was going on.  I had a job to do.  Next thing you know, Frank came to the door. Completely Naked!  *laughing* He wasn't much to look at, that's for sure.  'We're here for the tractor' I said.  I just wanted to get the hell out of there before we were asked to join in.  The guy that was with me was in shock.  I dont think he blinked his eyes the rest of the day.  Frank said some gibberish I couldn't understand to the guards and they let us take the tractor.  It was like this happened all the time there.  No big deal.  We loaded up the tractor and Frank went back to his sex party."

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Whether you believe my father's story or not doesn't really matter to me.  Although, there are a number of books written recently about Frank Lloyd Wright's "sex parties" that seem to corroborate my father's version of events. Google them if you want.  As far as I'm concerned I've known about this part of Frank Lloyd Wright's lifestyle for my entire life.  My father told me about it.