In 1975, Carol, Colleen and I moved to Houston. We made it down there in a '58 converted bread truck. It was a bit unconventional, but a fine ride none the less. We lived in this motor home until we rented a townhouse north of Houston.
While I'm in the parking lot of my new job, a Labor Force van pulls up. Out troops about ten pretty ragged looking individuals. The lead character is a very stocky man with a number of scars on his face. He makes a sweeping bow to an empty parking lot and thrusts his arms up in the double peace sign which mimics the manner of the then current President, Richard Nixon. The accent is unmistakable New Jersey, but sounds more like a gangster from a movie. Moe makes his pronouncement. "There will be no comments to the press at this time."
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Old Blue. I should've had more friends - if only they'd known about the sleepover potential of a bread truck in the back yard...
What a great memory. Can't forget when we had him for Thanksgiving dinner (even managed to entertain in Texas). His accent was definitely gangster.
I wondered (could not remember) what happened to old blue. I learned to drive a floor shift in that thing. Remember the vacume window wipers? Dee
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