Seventy years ago, Ike liker couldn’t wait to tell the boss: “Oh, Mr. W. Isn’t it exciting? Ike won!”

Radio Days (cont.)

Again, here’s The Gram With a Thousand Rules: “Subject: Life in the Lobby.

“Our Receptionist was an attractive brunette with a bright, cheery smile. Miss Bright Eyes was perfect for the job: She answered the switchboard when it lit up, and she greeted the people as they came in the door with a warm welcome. As for the switchboard? Well, not so perfect. Lots of crossed wires and missed connections — but as I said before, we were a small radio station, a very small radio station. If a call went astray, no worries; the intended recipient was only a holler away.

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How much will you give for these United States of America?

Then & Now
Finders/Keepers Division

KH of White Bear Lake reports: “Subject: Those Were The Days (These Are The Days).

“You never know what you’ll come across when you start going through old things in the basement. Most of it turns out to be overdue for tossing, but occasionally you come across something that catches your eye.

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How do you get from ‘The Match Game’ to Deney Terrio, in just a few simple, unchoreographed steps?

The highfalutin amusements

Rancid Beef of South St. Paul reports: “Subject: These days.”

“I got sucked into an Internet black hole.

“I was wondering about a frequent panelist on ‘The Match Game.’ I couldn’t remember his name, so off to the Internet I went.

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At Big River Stables, on the south bank of Ol’ Man River, he learned that horses “sort of ‘grow’ on you.”

Our horses, ourselves

The Astronomer of Nininger writes: “Subject: Saga of Big River Stables — I.

“For years we had horses. It started with one, and soon another, and then we started boarding horses for friends. Before long it seemed that we really had horses everywhere we turned. They sort of ‘grow’ on you.

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