Hey, when I was little Roy Orbison used to sing about a gentleman named Only. He was very lonely. I was only six, but I felt so bad about Only the lonely. :)
I used to work at the summer resort where Johnny Hart & his fellow cartoonist friends spent a couple of weeks every summer. I have heard the story of the 3 foot pickerel — among others. You never knew what the lads were going to do next, but it was always interesting. Fond memories of the Hart crew.
Years ago, I took a bus trip to Kelley’s Island, Ohio to see the migration. The wee beasties had gone threw the week before. A typical, ‘You should have seen it last week: it was glorious!’ moment.
And woodpeckers.