We were dining at a Chinese restaurant last year when our hostess joyously mentioned she had attended her first Thanksgiving dinner after living in the U.S.A. for over 18 years. Parents of her daughter’s friend had extended the invitation for the traditional turkey and all the trimmings. I was happy she was thrilled to experience…
“Signs of My Times” are messages I’ve discovered hither and yon that you might find amusing or inspiring. If you capture any worthwhile signs via camera, I would enjoy seeing them and perhaps posting at a later date. One of my favorites is the following telegram from Al in 1946. Read what Al requests. This sign on…
It was twilight on the Front Range of the Colorado Rockies. I was on a prairie road, tired and heading home. The drive was uneventful until there was this brown chicken in the middle of the road. Obviously, the hen had been hit by a car. I whizzed by; it wasn’t road kill yet, sitting so…