By amazing coincidence, today would have been my folks’ Sixtieth and good ‘ol Dad, being no fool, was more concerned about his future wife’s cooking prowess (when she revealed that she knew how to properly prepare a pot roast, he proposed on the spot!).
I wasn’t a Patches Pal, nor did I belong to the Gertrude Gang; I was a Boris Buddy! (J.P. told me to check the clothes dryer for my birthday gift!)
A booming voice roars out, “Who. Are. You.” And Bob rears back while wearing a mirthless sneer, snarls, “Who wants to know!!”
My fun-loving maternal aunt gave me a sip of her coffee when I was around ten years old- I never touched that vile liquid ever again.
Louie and Nate are trapped in a nightmare world where perspective has no meaning…
That’s the largest bit of the dust cloud that the pirates stirred up while fighting! There are a few smaller clouds still floating around Henry.
I’d like to add to your list the adage that my poor late dad followed: “it may come in handy someday so I’d better hang onto it”.
My brother and his son stopped by last week. Unfortunately, young Ian forgot his iPad (full of video games), so he must be going through video game withdrawals now!
The old “frisbee-on-the-roof” gag, but done with a somber twist… Poor Gary.
Whether I’m the driver or a patient, I always bring a good novel!