I’d like to thank my family and friends for all their support during this difficult time. Jerry left a lifetime of memories in all our hearts and will be greatly missed. Years ago, Jerry wrote a column in the paper under the name “Mortimer, the last rat in the race.” I would like to pay tribute to him by sharing one of his columns. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. We’ll miss you “Mortimer”
A FINE STATE OF AFFAIRS
Hi again, from “Mortimer”, with an interesting observation. You know that “Little Fort” isn’t the end of the world, but you can sure as heck see it from there!
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
It seems strange to me how we all have different tastes in food we eat. Me, I’m a meat and potatoes person, and have very few dislike’s other than the dreaded “Pasta”. Now I’m not partial to spinach, and brown eggs don’t turn me on, but I would eat a bushel of both, rather than swallow a mouthful of the dreaded wormlike spaghetti and macaroni. I remember one incident at mealtime, when my mother was trying, desperately to get me to eat macaroni. She calmly and methodically explained to me, how macaroni and spaghetti were made with flour and eggs, and they were made round, only to make them easier to manufacture. Mom told me that the noodles in chicken noodle soup, which I loved, were exactly the same as the macaroni. The wriggly worms in my plate began to change into regular food, and I slowly began to stick my fork into the macaroni. My mother beamed with delight, as I put them in my mouth and began to chew. Now, my father had watched all these goings on with consternation and could finally keep silent no more. Impatiently he stated, “For cripe’s sake eat your worms and shut up.” Where upon I gagged and spit out the macaroni all over the table. After that all hell broke loose, but at least I didn’t have to eat those little white worms. To this day I still can’t get the little suckers down.