Welcome to the Friday mailbag where you will find some of the comments, questions and ideas sent recently by subscribers of this newsletter or our publications. They are edited for space and clarity.
“Shane, I found your morning newsletter interesting today (One bill, two bucks, March 20, 2023). Starting in 2012 with the birth of our granddaughter, I have put a $2 bill and two 50-cent pieces in an envelope for her each time she visits us. When her brother was born in 2014, I’ve done the same for him. This past basketball season, the kids took the $2 bills to a game at Waukee Northwest High School to buy concessions. It seems the kids working the stand hadn't seen a $2 bill, and it caused quite an interesting situation. I’m sending you an envelope I use for the grandkids with your $2 bill and two 50-cent pieces for your collection. Expect the best!” – Rick (sent via USPS mail)
Wow! And it’s not even my birthday. Thanks, Rick! - Shane “I, too, have great memories of seventh and eighth grade typing class with Mr. Weede (Typewriters, March 21, 2023). We only had a few electric typewriters in the classroom, so if you had typing class, you tried to get there as quickly as possible to be one of the fortunate ones to use them. I will say that the manual typewriters were a good experience, too. Mr. Weede always said the following before our weekly typing tests, ‘Hands on home row — go!’ One of the favorite sentences we would type were ‘The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dogs.’ This sentence used every letter of the alphabet, and I have never forgotten it.” - Lu Anne
Oh, yes, I recall that sentence as well. How about this one: Two driven jocks help fax my big quiz? - Shane
"My high school typing teacher was Mrs. Yearous (Typewriters, March 21, 2023). I thought I would get the basketball coach, Dale Herrington, as he also taught typing. I was kind of bummed out, but in the end of my junior year (1964), I could type 60 words per minute on a manual typewriter. I didn’t know how handy that would come in until 1970 when my Draft Lottery number was 26, and I was going to be forced to leave my teaching job at Adair-Casey in February to enter the draft. Since I taught English, the superintendent and I visited the draft board, and they let me stay until the end of the school. Then it was off to Ft. Leonard Wood for basic and AIT as a clerk typist. When everybody after AIT was being sent to Vietnam, I was the exception. I was sent to Honolulu where I spent my entire time as a clerk typing for the military intelligence General Staff. Every class reunion, I still thank Mrs. Yearous, if she is in attendance.” - Barry
Well, that beats my broken finger story by a mile. Thank you, Barry, and thank you, Mrs. Yearous. - Shane
Have a fantastic Friday, and thanks for reading.
Shane Goodman President and Publisher Big Green Umbrella Media shane@dmcityview.com 515-953-4822, ext. 305 www.thedailyumbrella.com |