Red and Rover by Brian Basset for November 04, 2016
November 03, 2016
November 05, 2016
Transcript:
Red: For what it's worth, you're extra, extra comfy today.
Rover: For what it's worth. I may have swallowed the stuffing from an old chair I tore apart earlier when I was feeling bored.
Red: That would do it.
My father grew up in a town that had a 24 hour “sunset law”. My mother took a year to get Social Security because her birth certificate was only at the court house and burned up by a lynch mob. They did not think Mayberry was paradise, any more than I thought the 1950-60s were happy days. Fortunately, I got to meet some of my father’s seminary classmates – one ultimately headmaster of a Christian school in Hiroshima, another who hid his notes well enough they survived Chinese occupation of Seoul and his Bible translation ultimately published. That prevented me ever thinking a pale monoculture had any value – nor any other shade.
Jo Clear (aka: Grasshopper)
My father grew up in a town that had a 24 hour “sunset law”. My mother took a year to get Social Security because her birth certificate was only at the court house and burned up by a lynch mob. They did not think Mayberry was paradise, any more than I thought the 1950-60s were happy days. Fortunately, I got to meet some of my father’s seminary classmates – one ultimately headmaster of a Christian school in Hiroshima, another who hid his notes well enough they survived Chinese occupation of Seoul and his Bible translation ultimately published. That prevented me ever thinking a pale monoculture had any value – nor any other shade.