Second grade 1952. It was our class last day of school and we were having a Christmas party with cupcakes and small candy canes. We had drawn names and was not to spend more than 25-cents for a gift. So we ate our cupcakes, gave out the gifts, and I was looking forward to aContinue reading “Chicken Pox for Christmas.”
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Oh, I love the smell of fresh cut pine.
posted by Chuck Ayers The perfect tree. We were living in Sacramento December 1966. Right at the corner of 48th Street and ‘P’ Street in a duplex with a fire place. Perfect for Santa to shimmy down. Wife and I were about less than a half mile off US-50. A most narrow four laneContinue reading “Oh, I love the smell of fresh cut pine.”
When in doubt, jump in the pool.
Summer 1960. My irascible aunt Elsie and I finally arrived in Wilson, Oklahoma. Elsie went on to her cousins and I checked in at my Grandmothers. Never the less, After arriving at my grandmother’s house in Wilson and all we dozens of cousins were settled in, we were assigned our sleeping spot. My cousin JackyContinue reading “When in doubt, jump in the pool.”
Today’s real woman
The essence of professionalism. Seen walking in a downtown Tulsa parking garage. A very professional looking woman. A thirty-something woman dressed in a trim blue blazer with a tan colored skirt and walking in four-inch hills. Shaded with large dark framed sunglasses sat atop a very feminine nose and modestly colored lips and cheeks. Continue reading “Today’s real woman”
Surely she was an officer in her organization.
The essence of professionalism. Seen walking in a downtown Tulsa parking garage. A very professional looking woman. A thirty-something woman dressed in a trim blue blazer with a tan colored skirt and walking in four-inch hills. Shaded with large dark framed sunglasses sat atop a very feminine nose and modestly colored lips and cheeks. WithContinue reading “Surely she was an officer in her organization.”
I would like to live in Disneyland.
/ The best of the second ten years. Age eleven June 1955. Our uncle who lived in Anaheim called up one day and asked if we kids would like to go with him and see this new place called Disneyland. I responded with a solid YES. Let’s go. So, a few days later along withContinue reading “I would like to live in Disneyland.”
So this is real radio
/ Oh I forgot, there was this in the first ten years. There were dials, buttons, and switches. All up and down the walls. Reels of tape were whirling and stopping. Bouncing Needles on dials were whisking back and forth plunging into the red zone. It all looked like the control room of a FlashContinue reading “So this is real radio”
You mean I have to read the thing?
Newspaper shrinkage. As you have noticed newspapers are becoming smaller. Fewer pages. Fewer articles. Reduced sections. Some papers have eliminated two days of the week. Some stopped printing the Monday and Tuesday issues. Some papers resemble my smaller old “Weekly Reader” from grade school. Some newspapers are so small these days they could easily beContinue reading “You mean I have to read the thing?”
What is this all about?
Ask Teddy Truman. Dear Teddy, I am a middle-aged white Republican woman. Plus, I am non-queer, married but recently widowed, and for sure binary. None the less, I was told by others to never call anybody queer. I am a she and female. A girl. I don’t get all this pronoun stuff and to beContinue reading “What is this all about?”
Winning is not my game.
I am one of those guys who often says, I have never won anything. And to demonstrate this sorrowful fact, and having seen many a Saturday noon matinee way back when as a grade schooler, dropping my theater ticket stub into a drawing basket and never ever won anything. Zip. Zero. Then later I filledContinue reading “Winning is not my game.”
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