I sat there today with a big slice of tomato and mayonnaise on my lap wondering what went wrong.  This has been happening for awhile now.  I fix myself a nice tomato sandwich drooling all the time.  I put it to my eager lips,  (I really love  tomato sandwiches.) and then, I take a big bite.  I go to put the sandwich down and wouldn’t you know it.  Once again, whoops, there’s a big old slice of tomato lying on my lap.   I resolved today then and there to figure out why this has been happening. I searched my earliest memories.  How did I first come to enjoy this most problem free and delicious of treats.  My thoughts went back over 60 years ago to the summer cabin my grandparents had.  There, in the log cabins kitchen, was grandma telling me that I was really going to love this treat she was making.  She was peeling a tomato.  As she was doing that, she asked me to get the white bread and the mayo. I was pretty hungry and Grandma never failed me yet.  Oh she goofed maybe once when she boiled a duck but, other than that her treats were never a problem.  She also asked me to get the pepper.  The tomato was peeled and she was slicing it as I set the other ingredients on the table.  She gave me a few hints. ” Tomato sandwiches need lots of mayonnaise and pepper to taste just right.  Never scrimp on the pepper.”   The sandwich was ready in a jiffy and she handed it to me with one more piece of advice. ” Never forget, always peel the tomato.  That’s very important.”  I took my first bite of tomato sandwich and let the flavor soak in.  “Wow!!  Hey grandma.  These are great.”  Since then, I’ve had thousands of these things and have always eaten them with out incident.  Never a mishap.   Where was I going wrong.  Step by step, in my minds eye this morning while working at the A&P I’d see grandma making the sandwich.   I’d relive her  peeling the tomato, asking for mayonnaise.  Her  instructions echoed in my thoughts.   Then POW I threw a whole bunch of shredded cheese  bags in the air.  “THAT”S IT!!!!”  I hollered.  Customers were running from the aisle. ” GRANDMA PEELED THE TOMATO.  I’VE NEVER DONE THAT…..EVER”  “That’s got to be it.  But, why?  WHY?”   Then it hit me.  Grandma was about sixty or so back when she made me my first sandwich.  My trouble with tomato slippage started a few years back when I hit that golden age just like her.  Here’s what happens.  I’m certain this is it.   When some hits 60 or so their teeth start to separate a bit.  Heck, sometimes, you lose a tooth or two.  If you try to bite into an unpeeled tomato slice, the peel gets stuck between your teeth and when you pull the sandwich away, the slice stays stuck to the inside of your mouth and it’s weight and your initial chewing causes it to dislodge and fall into your lap.  Even worse, would be the double drop where the slice stuck to your teeth, pulls a second slice of tomato out of the sandwich which then falls onto your shoes.  Grandma’s words never rang truer. “NEVER FORGET!!!   PEEL THE TOMATO!!!”  If you are my age, heed this sage advice from the past.  I hope this helps.  Peel that tomato.   Enjoy your sandwich.


I had a ball after my gig at the Chatterbox the other night.  I had everything packed up.  Sausage and pepper sandwich in the bag.  I had a nice hot coffee for the ride home.  Full tank of gas.   Check engine light out.  All was cool.  Some of the hot rodders were talking near my car.  They said good night to me and continued their conversation.  They we’re talking about the ’64 New York Worlds Fair.  I hollered out, “Hey did you guys go there?”  They said, “No! We weren’t born yet.  Did you go?”   “Heck yeah!  I went a lot.” I said all full of myself.   Next thing I knew, I was surrounded and getting and answering question after question.  It was so cool for me.   Sure I was in the GM Pavilion.  Yep, I was in that observation tower.  Sure, I made out in the parking lot.  (Well, not really, I wasn’t too good at finding a date back then.  But, I was on a roll with these guys.  A little white lie wouldn’t hurt.)  Yeah, they had this running tote board showing how many people were living in the USA.  The food was good….real good.   I think there was a house of the future.  It had a people mover in it.  You didn’t have to walk.  At least I think you didn’t have to walk.  I’m not sure if you got yelled at for running on it.  I think you did.  Yeah, of course I ran on it.  Nah they didn’t catch me.   No, I never got thrown out of the fair.  You really had to mess up  to get thrown out.  It was beautiful at night.  They had fireworks.  You know that ride at Disney World, It’s a Small Small World?  Well, that was at the 64 Worlds Fair first.  The questions wouldn’t stop.  It was great.  I was there for at least 20 minutes and had such a good time being old.


I know that when you get older it’s very tempting to pontificate about how things we’re much better in the good old days.  In many ways, the old days we’re great.  I really liked trudging 20 miles through 5 feet of snow against a howling blizzard just to go to school.  Wow, what fun!   The truth is that modern days ain’t so bad when you get right down to it. I’d say that it’s a pretty good certainty that new, old, good, and, bad mix freely.  Listen and learn.  Enjoy.



I’ve never been much of a joiner truth be known.   Still, I guess that now and then I’ve been a member of one club or another.  In most cases, I’ve not regretted my decision.  Oh, there’s been a few times where I wished I hadn’t signed up.  In this segment, you’ll hear the good and the bad no holds barred.   I especially enjoyed the tale of the deep fried dinner of death when I was a Moose.  Or, was I an Elk?   Thrill to my banishment from the record of the month club.  That was a sad day.   Enjoy.



Angels are certainly out there doing what they can to help us out.  If you think about it and search your own life, you’ll probably recall a time when an angel got you out of a jam.  Maybe one gave you some good advice.  In this episode,  I share some of my own encounters with angels.  I also invited others to send in their stories.  You’ll  hear some of their stories here too.  All of this should help you feel a bit better about this world and the next.   By the way, you can always send your own angel tales to  me.  When I get enough to do another show, I will.   Your privacy is assured should you want to remain anonymous.    Send any angel tales to



In this episode, Pop Pop sit down and remembers some of the great people he’s known over the years.  A lot of these folks he knew during his days as a rescue person.  Learn of the great gift he gave to Nurse Twilly.  Wade into a riot one dark and dreary night.  Hear some of his first thoughts about doing a radio show.  It’s all revealed right here and now.  Enjoy



Being very old now, I’m always hearing and saying how this thing or that place was so much better back in the old days.  Most anyone would be right in saying that burgers tasted better back in the fifties.   Many things went to pot over time of course.  But, remember that it’s my stations mission to accentuate the positive and, tonight, on the Pop Pop Show, I intend to do just that by coming up with whatever I can think of that has, like a fine wine, gotten better over time.   Just thinking off the top of my head, I’d say that there’s quite a bit to talk about.  I’ll save specifics for tonight on the show.  But, rest assured, there’ll be no shortage of things to mention.  If you would like to throw in your ten cents (inflation) please email me or comment on the face book page.  I’ll do what I can to get your thoughts heard this evening.  The nice thing is, trying to come up with stuff that has gotten better over the years, will make your otherwise gloomy Monday a bit brighter.   Pop Pop show starts between 8 and 8:30 this evening.   Enjoy the day and think hard.


Most of you have heard my web station and, for the most part know, that it’s mission is to put a smile on every listeners face and put a bit of cheer into their hearts.  The interviews I do, are open to anyone with a positive message to tell.  I hope the work I do helps my listeners to see that, in spite of all the bad news surrounding us, that many good people doing great things are out there in the real world.  My daily “blurbs,” at the web page,  try to put a different and happier perspective on life.  You get the idea.  The way I see it, there’s an unlimited supply of good work to do.  I will continue to do the best I can no matter what.  But to do this, my station needs money to run.  Funding is desperately needed.  Now it’s not my nature to want something for nothing.  I can offer, talk ups, mentions at an event, banner ads, business interviews, and live broadcasts from an event.  My prices will be very fair.  Whether or not advertising on my station will bring hoards of rabid buyers to your sales counter, i can’t promise.  What I can promise, is that my shows will inject some pleasant, decent, and positive programing into the world.  Nowadays, that can’t hurt.  Your business might benefit from a monthly interview with me posted on your website.   I could also use donations from perhaps corporate or individual patrons of the arts.  Finally, I would love to have a supply of guardian angel sponsors who would fund live remote shows from grass root charity events.  These would be charities that are doing great work but don’t have a lot of extra money for a dj or host at an event their doing.  My being there, thanks to funding from a guardian angel might make it a better fund raiser and get them a bit more money for their good work.  After reading this, if there is anything you can do to help my station along, please contact me by email or message me on face book under doc south.  No matter what, I intend do all I can to make the world a better place.  I thank you for any help or advice you can give.


Had a bit of brain freeze today.  Listener Gail and Will Rogers to the rescue.   Here’s some of his sayings.   Thank you Gail…….         1. Never slap a man who’s chewing tobacco.

2. Never kick a cow chip on a hot day.

3. There are two theories to arguing with a woman. Neither works.

4. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

5. Always drink upstream from the herd.

6. If you find yourself in a hole, stop digging.

7. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it and put it back into your pocket.

8. There are three kinds of men:

The ones that learn by reading.
The few who learn by observation.
The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence and find out for themselves.

9. Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

10. If you’re riding’ ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it’s still there.

11. Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier’n puttin’ it back.

12. After killing and eating a bull, a lion felt so good he started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him. The moral: When you’re full of bull, keep your mouth shut


I didn’t get to see that Sharknado movie.  I hope they’ll replay it. Who am I kidding.  Of course they’ll replay it.  Heck there’ll probably be a Sharknado Channel.  Of course they’ll need more movies to fill the time slots.   Here’s a few ideas off the top of my head.  I hope I get credit for these.   How about a giant storm sweeps through the Amazon Basin and slurps up all the piranha fish and dumps them on Brooklyn.   Wait, did you say that someone’s done that one.  It’s coming soon?  Darn.  How about, this big sand storm blows through some jungle and all the army ants wind up in LA?  I know they did one like that with giant ants attacking LA.  But that was 60 years ago and we’re using little ants this time.  How about ants six inches long?  That would be scary, right?   No huh.  OK here’s one.  I saved the scariest for last.  This horrible vortex approaches Washington DC and, as bad luck would have it all the politicians are in town working. (I know that’s hard to believe but, it’s just a movie.)  They run out side to look at the storm and, whoosh!!! Off they go.  They all wind up on this deserted island and have to actually survive on their own and get along or else.  I can just picture the carnage.  That’s one scenario.  There could be others.  Having one land in your back yard could be pretty wild. ” Hey Paw there’s this well dressed man staggering around in the back yard.  Sure does talk a lot.  Better get the chain saw. Just in case.”