Grandpa's Playing "Pong" Again

I had it tough as a kid.

I flunked "Nap Time" in kindergarten.

I had an imaginary Enemy.

During indoor soccer, I was "Left Outside."

When I was 16 our family left Toronto and moved to a small town in Nova Scotia.

I suffered from lack of culture shock.

This was before The Internet, before cel phones. cd's and the like.

If you had told me then that there would be a Black man in the White House, a majority NDP government in Nova Scotia and General Motors would go bankrupt, I'd say you were crazy.

To be fair to Nova Scotia, I made some good friends there that are still my friends to this day.

For some of the guys in High School, the emphasis was on the word "high."
For others, the overriding credo was "Wham bam thank you Trans Am."

Pat Benatar, Linda Rondstat, Deborah Harry, were the "Hotties" of the day.

I hope you don't mind my reminiscening (which was the name of a song by the Little River Band that was all over the radio during my university days).

Funny how songs from that time that were played so much that you ended up hating them, (I'm willing to bet that you had at least one) from this remove are actually enjoyable.

Stay Tuned/Don't Tune Out.

Martin