Monthly Archives: July 2018
I’m not sure what this means, but it brings to mind my days in high school English class. My teacher was Mr.s Jeanne Parrish, well loved by her students both then and in later life. First I have to tell … Continue reading
Yesterday I posted that old Saturday evening DeSoto ad from 1941. I turned the page over for the first time and saw a horrible article. This is where we were back 70 years ago or so. Not much does more … Continue reading
My friend Spike Bardowski sent me this page from The Saturday Evening Post years ago. It’s dated January 4, 1941. According to Siri, the automatic transmission was invented in 1921 by Alfred Horner Munro. I … Continue reading
This fish was about four feet long. What the heck is it? I should have bought it. I’ve been fishing all my life. No kidding. I’ve caught maybe one or two. I had this friend once. All he had to … Continue reading
Lobster? Chateaubriand? Caviar? Guess again. It’s why I’m always out there looking for the suckers. I know a spot near Stony Brook NY. Last time I was there was five years ago. I could get all beautiful cherry stones like … Continue reading
Did I mention that I joined a boat club? After 20 years battling that heap of crap Piraya that I told you about, I ain’t owning no more boats! Did you see the baby?
He figured I needed a new pair of shoes, so he gave me his. Is he a great son or what?!
My sister left two days ago. We live in Mango Park. Here’s why they call it Mango Park: That’s Roberta. My given name is Robert. My father was Robert. I have two cousins my age, one deceased, whose names are … Continue reading
A couple months ago Lisa asked me to post the first Baby Nicole story. I’m happy to do it. Remember, if there is a particular story or strip that you remember and would like to see again, … Continue reading