First, let me thank all you readers who took the time to correspond telling me how much they enjoyed Friday’s fishwrap about Madera in the 1960s.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
It was the final days of summer, the harvest was almost in, Labor Day was over and we started school at Madera High on Monday.
For those of you who emailed or corresponded after the last column, no I did not forget that this past Friday and weekend marked the 45th anniversary of the Woodstock Music Festival.
Don’t do it. It’s Friday. Say to yourself, “stay off the soapbox, stay OFF the soapbox.” Then howzabout some groans to start off this birdcage liner.
Animals on the move?
Just think, no more soccer for the next four years. I got my kicks watching the World Cup this time around. I will admit the final game, though low-scoring, was not high-boring.
Okay, it wasn’t exactly a crap shoot, or in fact the game of craps played at a casino.