Saturdays in the early 70's.
I saw old Corky (Cliff St. James) hawking reverse mortgages on TV & thought, this would be such a better world if he was doing this as Corky the clown.
Remember Mr. Patches or Seymour presents (late night on Saturdays) that & Creature Feature.
Now the airwaves are full of dial a crap ads, infomercials & downright garbage.
Who wants to see colon cleanse & more cures they don't want you to know about?
Has the world gone completely bonkers?
Made a trip today to Memorial Gardens off of Lucas & Hunt. My Great Grandparents are buried there & I haven't been to pay respects, since Alvin was dropped in the ground, over 20 years ago. I found the place easily enough & then went into the information center to see if they had any idea where the GGP's were located. To my surprise, these people were extremely friendly & this one gal, pulled out an old index card & drew an x on a plot map for me.
I must have walked over them a couple dozen times, before I found the site. They have a flat ground level stone.
Since I was up that way, I dropped off at the John to pick up some important papers I had left in my locker.
Most everyone freaked!
Yeah, this was me last night, after I did something I have never done before.
One of the young female dispatchers said I look like Eminem. (now doesn't that make me feel all ghetto)
nahmeen.
The irate customer calling the newspaper offices, loudly demanded to know where her Sunday edition was.
Ma'am, said the employee, today is Saturday. The Sunday paper is not delivered 'til Sunday. There was quite a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a ray of recognition.
'So that's why no one was in church today.'
A little over a week ago, I cut all of my hair off (just said, time to go) Then I freaked out, because staring back at me in the mirror, was this freakin' Grey haired dude. (I shit a brick)
I mean, hey, I'm 45, but who knows how that is suppose to feel, I mean, sometimes I feel better than when I was a kid. Other times, I guess I feel my age.
Anyway, I started going through this mood of, screw it, I don't give a shit. I quit shaving (only to discover that Grey hair on my face, contributes to the appearance of old age) I quit going to work out, I mean, I really just didn't give a rats ass about anything.
Well...
Today, I was walking through Calvary Cemetery to get a few pics for the family tree, when I came across this stone.
Nicky, lived up the road from me when I was a kid. This was back in the days when if you wanted to have fun, you got outside. We use to play baseball in this old lot, with other rural kids. It just seemed like a better & completely different era.
Time rolled on & I lost touch with Nicky. Then I heard he was killed, while riding his motorcycle across a train trussel. A locomotive came plowing through & caught him right in the middle of the bridge over the Joachim creek.
I hadn't thought about him in a long time, when, hello... Well, I shaved off my growth & I went to Wally World & bought some Blond hair dye. (I'm going to see what a sexy old dude looks like with yellow hair) That is, If I don't turn it orange. The point is, I'm not ready to take that dirt nap yet, I don't care how quickly the calender pages turn.
My neighbor owns this neat little truck. He takes it out on nice days like this & polishes up everything. (well, he has his employees probably do that)
I went in to work yesterday & said, I need to get away from everything. So I busted ass & got ahead of the curb, & took off until the 8th of September. I had close to three hundred hours of pto, so what the hell, I never take off.
I have been going through a very strange time here of late.
I stopped by & saw the kids today & my namesake is talking up a storm. Next month is his birthday & where has the damn time gone?
As I write this, the neighbor a few houses down, is having one hell of a time with his demon child. That kid is walking around the back yard screaming & crying (like he always does) It reminds me that I'm glad I did my time in that department.
I wish I had a dollar every time I heard him say "I'll beat your ass".
Anyone remember when Trix had a gyro-copter that came in the box?
