A good friend passed this on to me and I thought it a realistic opinion of our politicians, so off to print it went! I know he is a conservative, although he says he is more center..........than I consider him. Anyway, this is fun.
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
Cannibal Lunch
A cannibal was walking through the jungle and came upon a restaurant operated by a fellow cannibal. Feeling somewhat hungry, he sat down and looked over the menu.
Tourist: $5.00
Broiled Missionary: $10.00
Fried Explorer: $15.00
Baked Democrat or Grilled Republican: $100.00
The cannibal called the waiter over and asked, "Why such a price difference for the politicians?"
The waiter replied, "Have you ever tried to clean one? They're so full of s__t, it takes all morning."
GROWING UP IN HEWLETT
Growing up in a town of.......oh.........I would say about 7,000 people (back in the late 40's early 50's) was really great. Can't really think of to many things, that one had to stand in any great line for, perhaps a couple of minutes at the A&P or at Wall's bakery...especially after church on Sunday morning. They made absolutely the best rolls, bread and especially coffee cake. I might even say they were slightly, just slightly better than my mom's. I can't for the life of me now, remember the name of the upscale food store on Broadway located in between Wall's bakery and St. Joseph Church. I do remember working there for a while as a shelf restocker.......or whatever we called ourselves..........and a bagger. Loved to help the ladies out to the car, since it was always a quarter tip to help put another gallon of gas into my car. Worked there alongside another student from Woodmere.......Wally Johnson.......he,at that time dating a gal by the name of Joan Materiale. OH YAH! BIG APPLE FOODS.......I think. I think it was Steve Garfinkels dad that owned the Amoco station on West Broadway at the tip of Mill Rd and Hewlett Pkwy. Wonder why they called it Parkway? was it because it had a grassed medium separating the two roadways?? well anyway. The big hangout in those days was SHORES where Broadway met W. Broadway especially after the football games on Saturday's that were usually played at Hewlett elementary field. I lived right around the block from Dick McSweeney (Mill Rd) the son of Dan McSweeney (director of athletics and baseball coach for Woodmere High) and Billy Hicks (Sturlane Place) so needless to say, entering High School my walking to school partners were those two guys. Every so ofter Paul Edelstein (Sturlane Place) would join us. Steve Garfinkel also lived on Mill Rd having moved there from up around Hewlett elementary. I also remember working at the Esso Station on the corner of Mill Rd. and Penninsula Blvd for a buck an hour. That was an experience and a half.........can't write to much about that on the blog. All I can say is...........the guy would spend his whole life at Jamaica Racetrack and leave some 16 year old kid and the guys father who must have been 70 at that time to run the station. Now ........when I say Jamaica Race Track .........I certainly did not mean he was a jockey!!!!!! The guy did have one good idea.......one summer.......he hired a young lady.....name slips my mind but she was one grade ahead of me, put her into a tight t-shirt and had her washing each cars windows. Noticed an increase of revenue from $1 please--------2--------fill it up!
DO YOU REMEMBER?????
STUDYHALL with Mr. Gregory (shop teacher) loved to have fun with one specific lady, I know who she is but do not want to say, but he would call her up to the his desk just to send her back to her seat again. Wonder why he loved to see her walk??? I remember there were two rather large pictures of airplanes that hung on the wall in the back of the class. Some guys would stand back there and swing the pictures back and forth and make airplane sounds, at the start of study hall. Mr. Gregory had the habit of coming into the room, grab a ruler or the blacboard pointer and smack it on the side of the desk to call the study hall to order. Now.......to make it interesting, I remember the teachers desk sat on a platform perhaps 8" off the floor so that the teacher and desk was always perched higher than the students...........anyway..........long story short.........one day some genius students decided it was time to stop this ruler routine and placed the front legs of the desk just over the front edge of the platform. Students were talking as usual, airplanes flying as usual, Mr Gregory walks in, grabs the wooden blackboard pointer and gives the side of his desk ONE BIG WHACK!!!!!, THAT moment, that desk fell forward off the perch leaving a grin on all of the students faces, but one ..........angry as all hell.............study hall teacher. Now, he couldn't send all of us to Mr. Pringles office but that bloody study hall was one quiet place...........AND NO ONE WAS EXCUSED TO GO TO THE RESTROOM.! ...........................................FOREVER.......................
