Whattup, weather!
A week ago we were crying about how April was the winter of our discontent, and now I sit here on a sunny day in a log cabin waiting for Garrison Keillor to tell me about he spent his springs in the cool, crisp air, churning butter to take down to the corner market and sell to the Thompsons for a nickel a pound.
“Back then, a nickel was a treasure to a tiny tike like me,” Keillor would probably say. “It was a shiny symbol of sweetness to come,” he would most likely add. “As soon as the pay was placed in my palm I would run down to the corner drug store like a chicken that escaped the coop.”
And there, at the corner drug store, little Garrison would sit, sipping cherry flavored soda while the world slowly turned around him.
I imagine he was content, just like I am today. Ah, man.
I don’t have a theme for this week in case you can’t tell, so here are four awesome throwback links.
The time they ran for their lives… in a good way!
A story about some awesome LIFERS running the Indy Half Marathon and the reasons they did.
That time we went on a party bus…
Because we went on a party bus, and that’s awesome. And… I don’t know, is there much else I have to explain than check out an article about a bus named after partying?
That time Tim put Westville in the spotlight…
This is isn’t as random. I was browsing through our Sports sections today and came across Tim’s great ode to Peyton Manning, and it got me thinking about the time Tim came up with the great idea to put some of The Region’s cities in the spotlight.
Westville, this one’s for you.
This was also found during a stroll through our Sports sections.
So, yea, go stroll through the Sports sections…
Run (metaphorically) to the Sports sections, like little Garrison Keillor on the first day of butter selling season.
Deep cuts, out.