Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for July 24, 2017

I remember that too. Now I rely on my Kindle Fire to wake me up. How times have changed!

… tick tick tick, Arlo.

I remember winding my watch at the same time.

I used to have one of those clocks and the stem would click and wake me just before the alarm sounded.

Not to belabor the point, but what Arlo’s thinking of is the Big Sleep.

I still wear the Bulova watch my dad gave my mum for their 50th anniversary. Wind it every night.

Goodby, Mommie, I’ll never see you again.

JJ, you do have a gift for understanding what it is to be human. It IS those small memories of my Mom and Dad which sends me into a trance-like reverie thinking of them and the wonder of their lives.

Still got my 1951 Westclox ‘Baby Ben’ with all the places in the world that it’s woken me up etched into it’s backside. Rebuilt it twice.. Long’s it keeps ticking, so will I.

Now, this was a very touching comic today. I can so well understand how even a tiny memory of something minor can be a catalyst for remembering a loved one who has passed. I have similar sorts of small memories that trigger that wave of emotion for each of my parents myself.

You probably couldn’t buy a wind up clock or watch now days.

Memories are made of this, and those are moments to remember.

UNCA JIM

“Still got my 1951 Westclox ‘Baby Ben’”

We had one too. The hour hand was missing but you could move the alarm hand by turning time back behind what it had been set to. That way, you could figure out what hour it thought it was. I set the time that way, then set the alarm to whenever I felt like. (I was only 5 or six at the time.)

There was one key and spring for the alarm hammer and another for the clockwork.

My parents decided to replace the hour hand since I was determined to keep the clock operating. The hands had radium paint. I would stick it right up to my face in the dark and watch different parts of the paint glow extra brightly every time a radium-226 atom decayed. A few Gamma rays never hurt anybody and Alpha and Beta couldn’t even get through the glass.

I get it. I miss my Mom every day. God bless her

my favorite Arlo and Janis

I remember the old wind up clocks. Mine glowed in the dark. Good memories