How do you dong the frug? Can it be clanged like a bell? I'm doin' the Racoon...I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate.
I forgot to mention my black and white TV was an AMC brand which was the house brand of Shillito's Department Store in Cincinnati. We bought most everything there, because my father was an architect for Federated Dept. Stores (of which Shillito's was one) so we got everything for twenty percent off.
I also had an AMC wristwatch which I got like my sixteenth birthday, which I had and wore until up until the eighties, I believe. When I wore one at all. I've never been much of a jewelry or accoutrements guy.
Here's the real kicker...I just pulled my AMC transitor radio out of my junk drawer in the closet. This was my very first radio. Gotten when i was about eleven or twelve. It's maybe 2" by 4" (little over two, not quite four, I just measured). It still has its snug little leather carrying case with the ear-plug case snapped onto the strap...though the ear-plug is gone. and a little fold-out stand on the back to you can set it upright. But I just put a battery in it and the damned thing still works. The volume knob seems dicey, because you have to put your ear right up to it to hear anything, but the station knob still works and I pulling in identifiable stations. If I had the ear plug maybe I could actually hear it clearly.
Man, this thing used to get a lot of play. I'd fall asleep listening to a show of music and poetry late at night called Moon River on WLW:
Down the valley of a thousand yesterdays
Flow the bright waters of Moon River.
On and down, forever flowing, forever
waiting
To carry you down to the land of forgetfulness,
To the kingdom of sleep...to the realm of...
Moon River,
A lazy stream of dreams
Where vain desires forget themselves
In the loveliness of sleep
Moon River,
Enchanted white ribbon
Twined in the hair of night,
Where nothing is but sleep,
Dream on...Sleep on...
Care will not seek for thee.
Float on...Drift on...
Moon River, to the sea.
Yaaawwwn! Well, that sounds like the call for all Wussburgers...
