Daily Archives: 07/07/2013

Churchkeys, and Pull Tops

We lived on Floridastrasse in Wiesbaden (’63-’64).  Dear Ole Dad was the Commissary Officer at the time.  In this capacity he had the “inside track” to all the new foodstuffs and so forth. One day someone brought a case of … Continue reading

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The Boonies Might Catch Fire

Who knows how, or why I came up with the question but I remember asking my parents one morning, “If there is tar on a telephone pole, can it burn?”  Simple enough question, I suppose. Mom or Dad told me … Continue reading

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