When It's Your Own Fault,

Clout Is Something Some Seem To Have-until They Try Exercising It.

It's Never A Good Deal When Only One Party Thinks It Is.

There's One Post-christmas Chore I Love-writing Thank-you Letters.... Lots Of Companies For Many Reasonable Reasons, I Guess, Have A Policy Against Sending Even Christmas Cards, Never Mind Things, At Christmastime. But Our Clan Gets A Big Kick Out Of Opening The Warner-lambert Box Containing An Assortment Of Their Wares; We Argue Over Which Of The Boys Is To Get The Union Oil Co. Necktie [and] All The Holiday Long We Play The Marvelous Christmas Music Sent By Goodyear.... None Of These Things Means That Forbes Or Forbeses Have Been Had. But All Of Us Like Being Thought Of.

For Some Of Us It Seems Like Yesterday When Ike Was In The White House, The U.s. Senate Censured Joe Mccarthy, And The Supreme Court Unanimously Ruled That Racial Segregation In Public School Was Unconstitutional.

I Haven't A Clue About The Biology Or The Psychology Involved When A Person Dissolves Into Tears, But It Is Quite Fascinating To Note What Turns Them On. There Are Wives Who Can Cascade Over A Late Husband Or A Burned Dinner, And Equally Pour Tears Of Joy Over A New Bonnet Or A Renovated Bathroom.... A While Ago I Took A Ship Back From Europe. Amid The Tumbling Confetti ... I Found Myself Misty-eyed Watching A Young Lady Waving A Tearful Farewell To Her Boyfriend On The Dock. I Couldn't Figure Out If I Was Crying At Her Plight, Or In Delight That He Wasn't Coming Along With Us.