Exactly right, pauline. More dueling gravies, less dueling OVER gravies.
Shoulda saved this one for after the Batiuk-esque time-jump to “Thatatoddler”.
Dallas vs Washington twice a year. (Recently playing out to historical norms.)
I don’t remember a railroad running past the diner, could be!
This would seem to place A&J at retirement age.
Not that they’ve mentioned the workplace for quite some time…
Might work better if you tried the act in the basement?
I suppose during the transition there weren’t that many private horse coaches that would need a ‘parking’ spot. And then streetcars and elevated trains would have been much more economical for the masses rather than getting their own car.
Then in a short time you had a lot of cars out there on newly-paved roads.
Though today’s offering only makes me wonder if the original Gasoline Alley was set in more of a metropolis than the small town setting I found when I picked up the story sometime in the 70s.
The United States Coast Guard (USCG) Women’s Reserve, known as the SPARS, was the World War II women’s branch of the USCG Reserve. It was established by the United States Congress and signed into law by President Franklin D. Roosevelt on 23 November 1942. (Hence, 2 Years Old)
Dorothy C. Stratton was appointed director of the SPARS, with the rank of lieutenant commander and later promoted to captain. She had been the Dean of Women on leave from Purdue University, and an officer in the WAVES (Women Accepted for Volunteer Emergency Service). Stratton is credited with creating the nautical name of SPARS.
The Women’s Reserve came to be referred to as the SPARS, an acronym representing the Coast Guard motto, “S emper P aratus" – which is Latin for "A lways R eady.”
In 1973 Congress enacted legislation that terminated the SPARS as a separate branch of the Coast Guard and thus made women eligible to serve alongside men in both regular and reserve units of the Coast Guard. In late 1977 women were first permitted to serve aboard seagoing Coast Guard vessels.
We go through this every year Jonas. Are you really putting your heart into this teaching?
Don’t stand on the rail, Crew. Unless you need to be close to Henry’s eye level for narrative purposes, of course.