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Is the Jefferson Hospital still on Chestnut Street in Philadelphia? My great uncle, who was a child of 5, was operated on there in 1893 by America’s leading brain surgeon but to no avail. He died two days after the operation. The operation cost $300.

Is the Jefferson Hospital still on Chestnut Street in Philadelphia? My great uncle, who was a child of 5, was operated on there in 1893 by America’s leading brain surgeon but to no avail. He died two days after the operation. The operation cost $300.

We had an icebox and wood stove at our cottage north of Montreal in the Laurentian mountains until 1954, when electricity came to the county. And the iceman was the local farmer who sawed the ice in the winter into large blocks and stored in his barn all summer under a cover of sawdust to keep it from melting. We were the last generation of kids that went from the city with all the latest appliances to a country home for 3 months in the summer that had oil lamps, no electricity, but we did have a battery radio, a big floor model that looked like the electric one we had in the city. We did have running water (cold) supplied from a tank that was fed by a pump powered by a small gas powered motor. We thought the experience was great.

It wasn’t the worst job I ever had but had the strangest ending. Until I saw The Graduate a few years later and then understood about horny housewives. I was 16 and my first summer job was painting a neighbour’s cottage. It took about 6 weeks as it was a clapboard house and fairly large. When the job was finished I went to collect the pay. The husband was down in the city and the wife, who I knew well as I was friendly with her daughter, was alone. She went into her bedroom to get the money and when she emerged she was topless. I just stared at her tits and was speechless. I imagine my mouth dropped open. When I regained my composure, I just took the money and practically ran out of the house. It was never brought up either by her or myself and I never told anyone about it. I was a virgin at the time so that probably accounted for my acting like a scared deer.

I was reading about Charles Lindbergh last night and he fathered 7 children in his 50s and into his late 60s with three women who were his mistresses in Germany. Hitler would have been so proud of him. Lol.

Would that be a Hot and Cold Buffet?

Reminds me of the song ” If I had a million dollars” by the Bare Naked Ladies.

Was this before the song by the Village People?

Didn't they do an imprint of the plastic ones also before electronic readers came along? The plastic ones wore down sooner which led to the expression "Don't wear out your credit card".

In your position, I would try to reach out to my relatives, the ones your ex outed you to. If you can establish or repair links with them, then your ex will have no further hold on you or your emotions. If your relatives are not receptive to your overtures, then try to strengthen your relationships with your friends. After all, we don't get to choose our relatives but we do get to choose our friends. It's even nicer to have both on your side.

Lovely, I’m sure, but I’m not a sports fan. Except of the indoor variety, laying down with the lights turned low.

At night?

Reminds me of the Duchess of Windsor. Her first husband was a military guy from the military base in San Diego. She grew bored of him within a short time, ditched him, and two husbands later married the King of England. (well ex-king, he had to give up the throne to marry her). Went to show, if you want to succeed in life, get out of San Diego.

Personally I enjoy the strip tease.

I don't think this has been mentioned. I remember putting my feet in an x-Ray machine at the shoe store in Montreal where I grew up. There were two periscopes on top of this machine, which was the size of cigarette machine and you stood up on a platform and inserted your feet with the new shoes to see if they fit. I could look in one periscope on the top of the machine and the salesman or my mother could look in the other periscope. Really neat. We didn’t think about over exposure of x-rays in those days and my feet are still cancer free. Lol.

I remember the Soviets launching Sputnik in 1957 (I think that was the date). It was on the news on our black and white TV). The Americans went crazy.

I think the 49/ “woody” pictured above had real wood whereas the 91version below was phoney wood. Collectors will pay hundreds of thousands for the “real McCoy” but not much for the ersatz version.

I once had sex with a priest but I met him in a gay bar and he was in regular clothes. He only told me after the dirty deed had been done. I felt weird about it.

That’s so Fire Island in days of yore.

Cerf was my favorite. He was so erudite and always had a twinkle in his eye. So many people died mysteriously after JFK’s assassination. Like Mary Myers, his girlfriend and mistress, wife of the CIA deputy head, Cord Myers.

I have a friend here who is in her 90’s and Dewey was a neighbour of her family in an apartment building on 5th Ave. In New York when she was a kid. I think she said Roosevelt sent him to Russia during the war to visit Stalin but could be wrong about that.

I remember when Dorothy Kilgallon died. She was doing a television show from NewYork, a panel show. Was it What’s My Line? Anyway, the host of the show was almost in tears the next episode. I think Bennet Cerf was on the show too. Many years later I read her death was suspicious. Is my memory serving me right here?

I only kept a diary once. On my first trip to Europe in 1969. It was a 3 and a half month hitchhiking voyage to 13 countries. It was a daily diary and I referred to it in 2019 the entire summer to recollect where I had been and done on that day 50 years ago. I then put it away and maybe will take it out in 2029. Should I survive that long and remember what book shelf it is on. Lol

Well you must keep a daily diary. Good for you. Do you refer to it often?

Boy, what kind of records do you keep? That was the year of the American Bicentennial. I remember that summer in quite a bit of detail but not down to days and how evenings were spent. Except one night in PTown.