This ‘n’ that ‘n the other (responsorial)
Or: The great comebacks (Norm! Division)
Friendly Bob of Fridley: “I always enjoy the brief but apt observations from Al B of Hartland.
“This recent example — ‘I’ve learned . . . there are few things rarer than people who are at their ideal weight’ — reminded me of an episode of ‘Cheers.’
Continue reading “Norm! What are you up to, Norm?”Hmmmmmmmm
Grandma Pat, “formerly of rural Roberts, Wisconsin,” reports: “I made a carrot cake recently from a mix. Right on the front of the box were the words ‘With imitation carrot flavored pieces.’ I had a question: Pieces of what?
Continue reading “Would you eat a carrot cake made with “imitation carrot flavored pieces”?”
Out of the mouths of babes
Life (And Potential Death) As We Know It Division
Kathy S. of St. Paul reports: “Subject: Cry from joy.
“A beautiful young Ukrainian boy was interviewed on TV.
“‘I would have to cry from joy,’ he said, talking about what it would be like to have his father come back from the war with Russia.
Continue reading ““Beautiful young Ukrainian boy” says it all about war in seven simple words!”Our “pets,” our friends, our sons, our pets, ourselves
The Astronomer of Nininger: “Subject: RC the Cat.
“Animals seem to trust youngsters considerably more than they do adults, even if adults totally mean no harm at all. They know they are safe in the arms of youngsters.
“When our son was 3 or 4 years old (a long, long time ago), we were in the process of building a home amidst the foothills of eastern Wyoming. We stayed in a friend’s home while he was working out of town.
Continue reading “Who’s that crazy driver, shooting through the darkness in Wyoming? Say, is that a cat?”The Permanent Family Record
The Happy Medium: “This is a story my oldest sister told me not too long ago. I call it ‘A Short Walk With Daddy.’
“My brother and sister were the first of our family of six children, growing up in rural Wisconsin. They were the pride and joy of Dad and Mom. The two siblings played together all the time and had nicknames for each other; one was Ty, the other Dodo. To this day, neither remembers which was which.
Continue reading “Where has Daddy gone? “I don’t think he’s coming back. He’s leaving us in the woods.””
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