I've heard of Curley, not sure if from my mother, born in Watertown, 1901, or just from my reading. Don't know details though.
So,
Everyone was wrong except for one - Thanks George.
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Favorite quote of "Red" =
"The only correct actions are those that demand no explanation and no apology."
Red Auerbach
A basketball coach? Why, my goodness. I should have known that.
I should have known there would be such great photos on this thread. I've been going through the pages to search each one. Wonderful, job, folks.
Wonderful job SO FAR. Where are the rest everybody?
Oh, by the way: the pink pony sat on top of a display case in my shop since I got back from Boston. But today a four or five year old girl came in with her mom and a three year old girl. The older child was so caring of her little sister that the pony asked if it could go home with them. So it did.
Next year, yall, I want a red convertible. I want to feel the wind blowing through what is left of my hair.
realjohnboy wrote:Oh, by the way: the pink pony sat on top of a display case in my shop since I got back from Boston. But today a four or five year old girl came in with her mom and a three year old girl. The older child was so caring of her little sister that the pony asked if it could go home with them. So it did.
Next year, yall, I want a red convertible. I want to feel the wind blowing through what is left of my hair.
I think both you and the pony made a choice.
Same deal next year. You have to come to Boston.
Last time we had such a demanding Virginian up here, he took over a
whole army. Name of Washington. It turned out pretty good for him.
George wrote:realjohnboy wrote:Oh, by the way: the pink pony sat on top of a display case in my shop since I got back from Boston. But today a four or five year old girl came in with her mom and a three year old girl. The older child was so caring of her little sister that the pony asked if it could go home with them. So it did.
Next year, yall, I want a red convertible. I want to feel the wind blowing through what is left of my hair.
I think both you and the pony made a choice.
Same deal next year. You have to come to Boston.
Last time we had such a demanding Virginian up here, he took over a
whole army. Name of Washington.
It turned out pretty good for him.
Actually, George, that turned out pretty good for us, too.
anyone interested in a local get together while SeaGlass is in town, come one, come all to get the real dirt on the San Francisco Gathering.
Let's see, there is Francis, the Phantom of Moulin Rouge, man can he can can.
CJ, the Lotte Lenya of San Diego can tap dance on the head of a pin -
MA the larcarnic latvian of literary license
CI, the Kamakazee of city curbs (thank Zeus that the Sausalita Art Festival did not start until the next day)
Georgeob, the celtic prime minister of A2k
Cyclo with his electric elecutionary verbal expertise
Cyclo's lovely lady friend, a direct decendent of of the Maharawals of Dungapar
Roxxxanne a left over from the summer of love and still going strong. Kiss, kiss babee
Mame, the whirling dervish of Canajan chicks
and last but not leaste:
SEAGLASS
And when, one wonders, will SeaGlass see Mass.?
What do you mean George.
Seaglass is in Weston waiting for her 7 year old cousin to get home from school while his mother slaves over a hot tort at her law office
Sglass wrote:What do you mean George.
Seaglass is in Weston waiting for her 7 year old cousin to get home from school while his mother slaves over a hot tort at her law office
Ah, I see. I didn't know you were already here. Well, then, time to start
the cat-herding necessary to gather the Boston-area A2Kers.
[George dons his tricornered hat, and begins saddling his horse.]
George wrote:[George dons his tricornered hat, and begins saddling his horse.]
Well, I know where the horse is (supposed to be).
But who are these two ladies?
that's us, littlek and i, wondering where the keg is.
You were out of town when I took that photo :wink:
dagmaraka wrote:that's us, littlek and i, wondering where the keg is.
Rue Saint-Paul Ouest, Montréal.
Great steaks.
Bit of a drive from Boston, though.
I'm ready. Get the horse carriage and horses ready.
Anyone else want to gol
I'll be there. No tricorn available, though. Will an all-leather wide-brimmed 5 1/2 gal. hat, which SeaGlass got for me in SF (as seen is pics on the SF gathering thread) do?
[Does that last sentence parse? Or even make sense?]
