Which do you prefer: Dunkers and Junkers — or Basketball?

Now & Then
Or: Vive la difference!

Big Eek: “As a former Canuck, I take great pride in the fact that it was a fellow Canadian, Dr. Naismith, who invented the game of basketball at a YMCA gym in one of the Springfields down here. [Bulletin Board interjects: Springfield, Massachusetts.]

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How to get no solicitors without ‘No Solicitors’

Our times
Plus: Then & Now

Both from Rusty of St. Paul: (1) “For about the last 10 years, I have had on my ‘To Do’ list putting up a ‘No Solicitors’ sign on my front door, though clearly that is not a Minnesota Nice thing to do. Which might be why it hasn’t happened.

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Why won’t these darned ear plugs stay in there?

Know thyself!

From Rusty of St. Paul: “Subject: The aging process.

“I FaceTimed a family member (who is MUCH older than I) the other day and made note of a sizable wattle on him. My best friend (who is a month younger than I) has a noticeable one as well.

“Signs of aging, I guess, as I know no young person with flabby neck skin.

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Who was that woman with the white hair and the pink dress?

A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants!

Cherie D of Inver Grove Heights reports: “Subject: Having the last laugh.

“My friend Jill was good friends with her elderly neighbor Elsa. Elsa had snow-white hair, a bubbly personality and loved the color pink. They would chat over the fence, share homemade cookies and jams and jellies and laugh and giggle at so many things. Elsa was full of fun and had a laugh like tinkling bells.

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Would he wear those undies to the E.R.? Yes, he would!

Know thyself!
Leading to: What this country has been needing?

Rusty of St. Paul reports: “Subject: Holey undies.

“I am the son of parents who grew up in the Depression. I heard a lot of ‘Waste not, want not’ while growing up, and most of it still makes sense to me. While I do wash gently soiled sheets of tin foil so I can reuse them, I draw the line at clothes-pinning them to the clothesline to dry, as my mother did.

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