"Put 'em both up, insect, before I comb your hair with lead" - Oliver Hardy, first line exchanged with Stan, "The Lucky Dog"
The good news is that in this posting we can finally put to bed the story about ABR and the supposed job that my new friend Keith was offering me. The bad news is that it if you don’t already know the story, you might be left still wanting more. For this may have been the end of ABR, but it was not the end of Keith. That end wouldn’t come until over a year later. But I’m getting ahead of myself… Read the rest of this entry »
…to fill my day with love. Sometimes when I’ve left things to chance during my California visits, they don’t always work out as hope for. For instance, we when thought that Ray Bradbury would be present at one of his plays, or more importantly when I though that meeting David Garrison after his performance of Wicked would be a no-brainer, I was left disappointed. However, meeting up with Dick Van Patten worked out just as planned…or at least hoped-for. Read the rest of this entry »
For years, Ray Walston tried to shed the image of Martin the Martian that he had obtained in his most popular series My Favorite Martian. This had nearly typecast him out of any serious roles for years. In my case, I have never seen a single episode of that show so I associate him with two entirely different characters. Read the rest of this entry »
On September 9, 1977, the day finally came to embark on my educational journey as I trudged off to my first day of kindergarten class. You might recall that since my birthday was October 2, I had just missed the September 30 deadline to enroll in school the previous year. When my Mom went to have me tested to get me in early, I cried when she left me there. This was something that I had never done before and would never do again. I often wonder what ramifications it may have had to my life had I not cried that day. Read the rest of this entry »
1974 came upon us, just as expected, and my family kicked off the New Year, our first one in our Beavercreek home on Echo Hill Lane. Life continued as normal after the Christmas tree came down and the toys were put away into my relatively new room. Mom was still working full-time with Connelly and Company, which means that I was still going to my Grandma Murphy’s house during the day…at least for the first month or two of the year. Read the rest of this entry »