Gray Beard

We got about 3 or 4 inches. Of course, I had to tell my wife it was about 7 inches.

I’m out of touch on this one. My youngest will be turning 30 this year. He and his buddies were outside roaming the neighborhood all the time about 20 years ago. We live in a village setting. A lot of places to go and things to do. A lot of kids within a radius of a few blocks.

There were five kids in my family. I am the youngest. I rode in the “way back”. We took two week long family Truckster vacations every summer. My dad was constantly worried about rear end collisions. Since everyone else had moved out and my parents didn’t need a wagon any more, I took that baby to college my senior year. My buddies called it the War Wagon whenever we went anywhere in it.

Those old station wagons were bigger than a lot of SUVs these days. They could handle a 4x8 sheet easily. You have to get a huge modern SUV to do that. I would get nervous driving something that big. Roads and parking lots aren’t built for those vehicles anymore. The type of car I took my driver’s license test in... a 1969 Ford full size wagon

So many comments to make... The cars were closer to stock, unlike the specialized race cars of today They didn’t throw a caution for the crash on the last lap and go into “nascar overtime” The drivers had personalities Nascar was in its heyday, and now it’s fading (a lesson other major sports should learn from) I’m sure there is more to say, but it’s early

I took my test in a 1969 Ford Ranch Wagon. The Family Truckster was a Ford wagon with extra lights, etc. So basically, I took my driving test in the Family Truckster.

This echoes my thoughts. I drove a stick almost exclusively for many years, something like 1977 to 1997. Since then it’s only been occasionally. I took a hard driving test on the city streets of Lowell, Mass. in a giant station wagon (with an automatic).

Fred

Cheerios. Not Honey Nut, just the plain kind. No sugar, with 2% milk. Tastes like cardboard, but I like it.

There is somebody who posts a lot of Utica, NY train videos. This one is pretty good. I think they are bringing grain to the brewery.

I don’t think I remember Wild and Crazy Kids, but I remember the rest. Salute Your Shorts was the Camp Anawanna show. I couldn’t remember its name.

My older brother and I might as well have been Wayne and Kevin from Wonder Years. Same ages, same time period, same conflicts. When my kids were little we used to watch a ton of Nick shows... Clarissa, Alex Mack, Camp Anawanna, etc.

In Australia there is a long train ride that goes all the way across from the big cities on the east side to Perth on the west side. Hundreds and hundreds of miles across barren land. I could see that being run by robots, at least for large stretches.

I can get sucked in and end up watching several of those train videos on YouTube.

I think the subject is adequately descriptive.

My in-laws only call when they want something. I wish they would just text but they don’t know how or don’t want to. My kids usually text and I wish they would call. Sometimes the texting gets long and complicated.

As soon as the headline said Brazilian polititician, I knew the pictures would be good. And they were.

That was great. You can’t beat Scotland the Brave on bagpipes. I once saw the words to Scotland the Brave, and it basically starts by saying Italy is nice, but the Scots would beat the snot out of the Italians if they wanted to. My wife and I have reservations for the Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo this summer. Can’t wait.

Tom Brady did a good job as an actor, but as far as hearing a Boston accent that isn’t there...

NFL 100.... Terry Bradshaw threw the ball, a bunch of guys jumped up and swatted it, Franco Harris made a shoe string catch. They won me over with that

I guess yes. He has been a part of the dynasty for many years. That tips the scales for him, especially if he has a good game today.

37-17 Bad Guys*** Win Gronk and Brady both have nagging injuries. This is the last game for a long time. Shrug it off and dominate.

AmaZulu

Alkali

These two comments summarize my feelings. My wife used to get nervous if the Bills lost because that meant I’d be in a bad mood. About three or four years ago that stopped. However, I still don't like to watch other games after a Bills loss, because it just reminds me of the loss, and I won’t want to see any stats or highlights of the game.