When I went to RPI (Troy, NY) in the late 50's, when we had lots of loaves of Freihofer bread delivered to our fraternity house, it was delivered by horse-drawn wagon! If you pulled an all-nighter or were a light sleeper, you would hear the clip-clop of the horse's hooves about 5 AM. The horse...
One of the real geezers at 82. When I was studying electronics at RPI in the 1950's the semiconductor stuff wasn't even in books yet! All the semiconductor material was on handouts of those old purple ditto sheets. (The 70 year olds might remember them. ;)) I also remember a fraternity brother...
I think the game might have some popularity in the West Indies. My secretary of some years ago was from Montserrat & she played the game. She lived in the Bronx and belonged to an athletic club that featured a netball team for the the women and a cricket team for the men. She met her husband...
I'm old enough to remember him as understudy to the great Red Barber. (And I was a Giants fan!) He learned from the master who more or less defined the job. Learned his lessons well.
PS. Gary Cohen just did a nice tribute to Scully prior to today's Mets game.
Don't know about Portugal or other countries but when I rented a car in Ireland a few years ago and blew a tire, I discovered that the rental co. did not cover tires! (Because of the crappy roads in Ireland? Dunno.) I thought I was dealing with Hertz, but it turned out to be some jerkwater...
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