Can’t blame the farmer. My friends & I once mowed a farmer’s first cutting of hay to make a ball field. He was NOT pleased. (neither were our parents when they had to buy hay for his cows.) the good old days
your best ever
well done, Big Al
I’m 82. My grandfather read this to me, sitting on his lap. when I was 5. Not that I understood all the jokes, being with grandpa was the big deal.
loved old Julia in the kitchen
Everyday I start smiling with anticipation as I scroll down to Wallace. It’s like a magic mirror looking back at my boyhood days.
Flown in with the ammunition. An army does not fight with just bullets.
I may hurt myself laughing. Best yet Mr. Coverly
Talk to Mr. Darwin, that’s how the system works.
It’s a good think that all snow flakes don’t “BinK” when they land.
Can’t blame the farmer. My friends & I once mowed a farmer’s first cutting of hay to make a ball field. He was NOT pleased. (neither were our parents when they had to buy hay for his cows.) the good old days