Going on the road again, before gas hits $4.00 a gallon!
I just wrote to my stepbrother Paul in reply to his offer to take my Dad and me for a lunch at the word famous Starlite Coney Island. I said that I was worried that Dad may become seasick on the boat ride out to Coney Island. I don’t know if Paul has been told about my peculiar sense of humor, yet. If he has not been told, he will find out when we have a visit together at Dad’s. He may conclude that I played a lot of helmetless football, or chased many parked cars, when young. That will be my... Sign in to see full entry.