Tomorrow morning marks the 100th anniversary of the Titanic plunging two and a half miles down in the blue abyss to rest on the ocean floor.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
Actually, after opening the door of Curves on Road 26 and almost knocking over my favorite food girl, Yvonne Hamilton, and then being surrounded by lovely ladies, I was somewhat taken aback.
First, let’s begin with the thanks I owe to all the readers who enjoyed my last column about the good times in the City by the Bay in 1967.
Editor’s Note: First in an occasional series about the author’s 45th anniversary of San Francisco in 1967.
Wow, what a weekend in store for us Maderans. That is, if the clouds decide not to open. Not that we don’t need the rain. But let’s move forward.
Missed these tidbits. I was so enthralled (not imbibed) with St. Patrick’s Day that I forgot to mention a couple of cool items.
I saw you the other day and for an old person you’re pretty good looking. I know you’re married, but I’d like to meet you. I really know how to please a man. — T.W., POSTCARD