Leo, I miss newspapers, too. Back when I was a lad, everybody took either the morning paper or the afternoon paper, or both, like my family. Papers took pride in keeping the public informed, and the people felt an obligation to know what was going on in our world, so we could make informed judgements.
The nickel had a picture of a bee on it in those days. If you wanted change, you’d say “Give me five bees for a quarter.” Men wore onions on their belts—it was the style of the time. The Kaiser stole our word “twenty.”
Leo, I miss newspapers, too. Back when I was a lad, everybody took either the morning paper or the afternoon paper, or both, like my family. Papers took pride in keeping the public informed, and the people felt an obligation to know what was going on in our world, so we could make informed judgements.
The nickel had a picture of a bee on it in those days. If you wanted change, you’d say “Give me five bees for a quarter.” Men wore onions on their belts—it was the style of the time. The Kaiser stole our word “twenty.”