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Ben Beagle The aging, semi-hysterical retired reporter rides shotgun with the greatest station wagon driver of them all down the rocky road of life. Mondays and Wednesdays, steady as she goes. I can remember when my Daddy bought this book that described certain illnesses -- both temporary and terminal. The old man would sit in the reclining chair the guys at the powder plant gave him for retirement and read on to think he had definite symptoms of sleeping sickness, yellow fever, malaria, osteoporosis and other scary diseases. You'd go home on Sunday and he would say that he was all right but was checking on his blood sugar regularly. And that was before Wilford Brimley did all those commercials in which he suggested that if you didn't check your blood sugar regularly it would kill you or cause you to get fat and grow a big... [read full story]
