Holiday Notes

This was the first time in 28 years someone hasn’t come up to me on December 7th and made some kind of comment on Pearl Harbor Day. Might be because that day I was speaking on Asian American issues in front of 14 liberal women at that bastion of open mindedness, Macalester College. Leave it up to Dad and Mom though to come through with a wonderful story. Seems a dear friend of theirs invited them to a breakfast over at the Roseville American Legion Post. Later on, the same friend discovered the breakfast was being held as a memorial for that infamous day of 51 years ago. Mom and Dad didn't particularly feel it appropriate to have two elderly (but kind) oriental folks sitting amongst all the Veterans of the post. So they ate at Perkins instead.

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A couple of comments from previous articles.. . A few weeks ago, Daryl, you mentioned George Harrison's (Billboard's Man of the Century) Wonderwall album. Back in the days when I collected -all things Beatle, I secured a copy of the album. Excited over my purchase (I had after all just listened to the Paul McCartney scored soundtrack to the movie The Family Way starring that koketish-SP? and what does that word mean anyway?, Hayley Mills), I put on side one. Shortly after I took off side one. Sounded suspiciously like someone was torturing cats with some hot table forks. My next Beatle related purchase was Ringo's The Fourth produced for the nose by Arif Mardin, bringing a Beatle into the Disco era (pre- "Goodnight Tonight" although post "Silly Love Songs"). Suffice it to say my interest in all things Beatle took a sudden nose dive.

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I agreed with everything on your list, Emmett, with the exception of number three which read, "There never has been (and probably never will be) a song or a piece of music that everybody thinks is good." My nomination is McCartney's "This One". I defy anyone to truthfully dislike it. And if you say you do, it's your own loss so there…

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DAVID'S X-MAS STORY: So a friend tells me to get into the mood of the season and buy myself a Christmas tree. We decide artificial was the way to go otherwise Max the Cat would probably gorge himself to nirvana. So I find myself in our friendly neighborhood Woolworth's looking at some really cheesy Christmas decorations. I had two choices in front of me: One was a four footer, a plain green effort. The other was a two footer complete with lights, ornaments and a star on top. So I settle for the more festive smaller version. Having just received my only ornament from my favorite mother of two, I place her gift on the tree and it nearly pulls the whole damn thing over. It is beginning to look a lot like ....

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On our anniversary (which could be one of the few) I would like to take this space to thank all of you who have contributed. Keep up the great work! I would also like to thank the top brass of this company for not pulling the plug (yet) and for your continued support, Personally I would like to thank those of you who have commented on (and seemingly enjoyed) my musings. It's always nice to hear someone finds something in what you write. It's been a great outlet for me and J hope more of you take advantage of this space in the future.