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It was also one could do

Elusive Trope — Fri, 30 May 2014 15:28:54 +0000

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It was also one could do without a specific partner, so everybody just go out and dance on the dance floor or wherever - it was a group thing or a solo thing, which I think was probably a big break from what dancing was for a lot of people at the time.

Thing about The Twist is that

Peter Schwartz — Fri, 30 May 2014 14:28:26 +0000

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Thing about The Twist is that it was an actual dance with actual moves, but anyone could do it more or else and let loose with it.

Well Trope, Daddy's just

Richard Day — Fri, 30 May 2014 00:55:48 +0000

In reply to Thanks, man. I was actually

Well Trope, Daddy's just sleepin and Mama aint around.

hahahahahahahah

Thanks, man. I was actually

Elusive Trope — Fri, 30 May 2014 00:47:04 +0000

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Thanks, man. I was actually in a kind down mode and this put a smile on my face, esp the part with the Beaver doing the twist.

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Richard Day — Fri, 30 May 2014 00:31:25 +0000

In reply to DOGS, REVIEWED!

SOME FOLKS READ THIS? HA

Richard Day — Thu, 22 May 2014 02:15:39 +0000

In reply to DOGS, REVIEWED!

SOME FOLKS READ THIS? HA

I thought about this again,

Richard Day — Tue, 20 May 2014 05:33:23 +0000

In reply to Wonderful, DD! There are

I thought about this again, that is this post and your delightful comment.

I think you are the most amazing person I have ever met on line. and that includes two fellows who are now gone!

Ducky is most interesting, but damn, the people you have met, the real chance at theatre that you have experienced, ......

Jeeeez.

I never get to meet or converse with folks like you!

Amazing stories. That is all I can relate to.

Thank you always for taking the time to comment on my silliness!

I really mean this.

the end

This is a wonderful

Richard Day — Fri, 18 Apr 2014 21:06:57 +0000

In reply to Wonderful, DD! There are

This is a wonderful stream.

Everybody loves Christopher (follower of the Christ, I assume, hahaha)

Birth certificates for dogs?

I swear I never saw any spot on Spot, but would one really deny a name taken from a five year old?

All of a sudden I will recall something.

If it is really bad, I 'erase' it. The process shuts down any need for drugs. hahaha

But damn, you knew or met all these people! Damn!

Amazing life, really.

Joe E. Lewis!

Damn!

Wonderful, DD! There are

MrSmith1 — Thu, 17 Apr 2014 21:44:48 +0000

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Wonderful, DD! There are many things that happen in our lives of which other people never take notice. When I was a kid in the 1950's, my mother's godfather was the grandfather figure in my life, He was an advertising executive in NYC and had been since the 1920's. He had the Buick account and the Goodyear time account, to name a few. There was an oft told tale when my mom was still alive about how "Uncle Ed" had taken me to to a nightclub where comedian Joe E. Lewis was performing and somehow I ended up onstage as Mr. Lewis' comedic assistant. I have absolutely no memory of this. But I believe it happened. I remember meeting restaurateur Toots Shor and later the Stork Club's Sherman Billingsly, who give me a chocolate covered cherry which I proceeded to spit up when I discovered it had cherry liqueur in it ... Uncle Ed got us a beagle puppy from Sherman Billingsly. We didn't know anything about breeding, we just loved the fact there was this puppy in the back of Uncle Ed and Aunt Agnes's Buick when they drove up from Florida to visit us. Uncle Ed told us his name was Goldie, but my sister and I thought that was kind of a dumb name so we named him Chris after St. Christopher.

Just for laughs, my dad decided to register our puppy with the American Kennel Club, but when he went down to fill out the forms, they told him that Christopher was too common a name, so my dad came home later flashing the official AKC membership for "Happy Herman of LostBrook"... (Lostbrook being the street on which we then lived in West Hartford, CT.) We continued to call the dog Christopher and he turned out to be a fine family dog. He did go through a couple of stages though; at one point, his bark completely changed, becoming more like a basset hound than a beagle. He also went through a stage where he liked to roam the neighborhood and would bring back souvenirs of his adventures; usually the heads of dolls, which we would put into a large box in the garage for people to search through if they were suddenly missing any doll parts.

Thanks for allowing these thoughts to run through my head again. It's been a while since I thought of them,