You’ll like this friends. I was crawling around on my knees in the dairy aisle today when I noticed a young and pretty mom with her little one checking out the milk section. They came my way and, mom had wondered if we had a certain kind of yogurt. I showed her where it was. I asked how her Thanksgiving turned out. She said that on Thanksgiving morning they lost their electricity. I asked if that messed up their day. She said that at first, it sure did. They didn’t quite know what to do. “So”, she said, “We went into New York City.” She looked like her family could easily afford a nice meal in the city. I asked where they wound up going. She said that they didn’t go to a restaurant. They went to a shelter and offered to help serve the homeless. They were welcomed in and, after working for a few hours serving meals, they got their chance to eat. She said they sat right down with the guests and had a ball talking and laughing with what turned out to be some very nice and grateful people. It was a kind of family meal. They ate with the family of man. She also said that the apple pie for desert was just great. When they got home, the power was back on again. She said it was the best Thanksgiving ever
Before Sandy and I left for Connecticut, we had to spend a half hour or so running around the house making sure we didn’t forget anything. Did I turn off the stove? Is the toilet flushed? Is the toilet running? Is the lid down? We’re always worried that Millie will drink out of the toilet. You couldn’t pay her to have even a sip but, we worry there’s always a first time. The question came up about if I bought that fancy apple pie at the A&P. I sure did. Where is it? In the van behind the drivers seat. No, I didn’t eat any of it. Where’s my good driving gloves? I don’t see them in the van. Wait they’re under the pie. My good driving gloves are really great. I’m told they really are artillery shell handling gloves. They’re like big insulated, leather mittens with sleeves. They have a thumb, index finger and the rest is mitten. You can pick up a dime with them and, also, hit the radio station selector knobs like a pro. They are so cool that I’m tempted to drive with them even in the summer.
Overslept a bit on Thanksgiving Day morning and was jolted awake by our phone ringing. It was our grand daughter Sadie on the line. She’s gotten so big that before the sleep had left my ears, I thought it was my daughter Sunshine. The only difference between Sadie and her mom on the phone was that Sadie talks kind of like cyber teens talk. I can’t put a finger on it really, but she has the same vocabulary and speaking style of Bob the young man who fixes my computer problems whenever they pop up. They’re both very smart kids. Bob can fix my computer blindfolded with one frontal lobe tied behind his back. Sadie is working on a killer robot.
Boy do I have a sale for you friends. This is at your local A&P. Check these prices. Local broilers and fryers $.35/lb. Sirloin Steak just $.31/lb. Marvel Bread large loaf $.10. Ann Page Mayonnaise pint jar $.25. Campbells Tomato Soup 3 cans for $.20. Sweetheart Soap 3 cakes for $.19. 6oz Package of Kellogg’s Corn Flakes for one week only, just $.05. In the Seafood Department, Large Shrimp are just $.32/ lb. B&M Baked Beans are only $.19 for a 28oz jar. Of course there is much more on sale at your local A&P market. These prices are good for one week only. The week of July23, 1942!!!! My wife Sandy found this newspaper ad in a box lot she bought at a local auction. Back in those days the A&P in our area was on Main Street Hackettstown, NJ. It was also a collection center for used fats for the war effort and, it looks like you cold buy War Bonds there too. Jane Parker Doughnuts were $.14 a dozen. I don’t see coffee listed. It might have been scarce. On the other side of the page, in a separate article, the War Department was thinking of raising the weekly allowance of gasoline for the average consumer, to four gallons per week. It was hoped that this measure would ease problems for drivers.
I kind of forget what childhood memories I discussed in this one. Kind of rough when you forget those great childhood memories right after you tell them. Whew!!! Guess I got ‘em out just in the nick of time. Close call for sure. Enjoy!
Outta my way. I’m finally going to do it. Noting will stop me today. There’s a giant twenty box pile of old papers and catalogs form from eight years ago sitting in my studio. It’s blocking the heat radiator. It’s full of dust and spiders. I don’t really mind the spiders. They’re those Squidward type spiders and they’re pretty good at catching stink bugs and hornets. They can stay but, the dust and junk is going to go. Like Crazy Eddie cut prices to the bone, I’m going to be a regular tornado of flying debris today. Stay out of my way!!!! Here I come. Oh, first I gotta make a coffee. There’s this great movie on TCM. Ooops, Millie the hound wants to go for a walk. Right after my Sunday afternoon nap, I’m getting right on this God forsaken mess. I’ve put it off too long. I’m going for the top of the pile first. Look at what’s sitting right on top. It’s a 1942 copy of Popular Science magazine. Wow an article on the “new” Philco combination radio and record player for the den. Whoa! Cool! Yes sir this pile is outta here.
Every word out of the bird’s mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird’s attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to ‘clean up’ the bird’s vocabulary.
Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even more rude. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer.
For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed.
Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.
Fearing that he’d hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John’s outstretched arms and said “I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I’m sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior.”
John was stunned at the change in the bird’s attitude.
As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird spoke-up, very softly, “May I ask what the turkey did?”
Many years ago my relatives out in Western Pennsylvania learned that the big employer in their city, a huge bronze foundry, was closing up shop. The news came right about this time of year just before Thanksgiving. The economy of the town went to pot. Jobs were gone. Most of my relatives worked at that plant and, it looked like Christmas was not going to happen. A sadness fell over the city. Prosperity would not be around he corner any time soon.
I had the best meal this evening. It was tasty as can be and, easy to do. Better than that, I think it didn’t even cost a buck and, it saved on our garbage bill. About a week ago, I made some nice spaghetti sauce. I put sausage and chopped meat into it and anything else I could think of. It turned out great. I don’t like to brag but, I do make great spaghetti sauce and, I always make enough. This time, I think I made about three quarts.
The other day at the A&P I spotted a small display of spaghetti on drastic sale. It looked to be slightly damaged boxes on sale for one dollar and then, on top of that they were marked an additional 50% off. Being an A&P employee I got an additional 10% off. It was also, employee double discount day, so, I got 10% more. That made the price something like 20 cents per box. I love pasta and, it tastes especially good when I can get it real cheap. Long story short, I bought eight boxes and danced all the way to my car. When I got home, I pirouetted all the way to the cupboard and sang a happy tune as I placed the boxes into the cupboard.