You clearly know Boston… but we’re staying in! I just shoveled some 500 cubic feet of snow from our sidewalk, I’m not driving ANYWHERE.(We order pizza and/or subs from one of our local joints.)
In 1969, I had a paper route with 112 papers. An 11 year old kid, I went to the corner 7-11 (at the time, it was only open from 7am to 11pm) at 5am, put rubber bands around the papers, jammed them into my basket and rode off to deliver. On this one morning, I did ok until I hit the main road while trying to cross before a slow moving semi beat me. My tires hit ice, I went down, and my bike slid to a stop as the semi skidded above and over me. I vividly recall the view of the bottom of that truck. I grabbed a piece of metal and held my bike tight between my knees as the truck dragged me another 10 feet or so before it stopped. The poor driver pulled me and my bike out from between his eight rear wheels…the trailer extended behind. His face was ashen and his language was…appropriate to the moment. I went back to the closed store with my bike and called my mother on the pay phone who, as she had on many snowy mornings before and after, drove me to complete my route.My compliments and sympathies to those who provide service and comfort to their neighbors in exchange of poor tips and low pay. My eternal gratitude is extended to mothers who are there for ungrateful brats like me who have to grow to a ripe age before really appreciating the love of a mother.Respectfully,C.
Motivemagus about 11 years ago
He’s recycled an old one — he just updates the ethnicity of the food…which is funny in its own right!
Chillbilly about 11 years ago
New York City would starve to death if it weren’t for these people.
ChromeHead about 11 years ago
Finally a good one from Danziger.
Motivemagus about 11 years ago
You clearly know Boston… but we’re staying in! I just shoveled some 500 cubic feet of snow from our sidewalk, I’m not driving ANYWHERE.(We order pizza and/or subs from one of our local joints.)
pam Miner about 11 years ago
the cartoonist has never atemptded to ride a bike in the snow. Any kind of wheels just don’t work. he couldn’t make it in anything more than 1/2 inch.
chazandru about 11 years ago
In 1969, I had a paper route with 112 papers. An 11 year old kid, I went to the corner 7-11 (at the time, it was only open from 7am to 11pm) at 5am, put rubber bands around the papers, jammed them into my basket and rode off to deliver. On this one morning, I did ok until I hit the main road while trying to cross before a slow moving semi beat me. My tires hit ice, I went down, and my bike slid to a stop as the semi skidded above and over me. I vividly recall the view of the bottom of that truck. I grabbed a piece of metal and held my bike tight between my knees as the truck dragged me another 10 feet or so before it stopped. The poor driver pulled me and my bike out from between his eight rear wheels…the trailer extended behind. His face was ashen and his language was…appropriate to the moment. I went back to the closed store with my bike and called my mother on the pay phone who, as she had on many snowy mornings before and after, drove me to complete my route.My compliments and sympathies to those who provide service and comfort to their neighbors in exchange of poor tips and low pay. My eternal gratitude is extended to mothers who are there for ungrateful brats like me who have to grow to a ripe age before really appreciating the love of a mother.Respectfully,C.
babka Premium Member about 11 years ago
neither rain nor snow nor Post Office cutbacks keep these newest & poorest of Americans from bringing hot “immigrant food” to grateful neighbors……..