POP- Get It? I Know Kenny Doesn't

Well, one year, our whole family, plus John Prelamen, a friend of DJ's, jumped into the ole' staton wagon and headed WEST- to California for the grandparents 50th Anniversary. The year, 1963. Getting to know our family and getting USC and UCLA sweatshirts was the highlight.

Well at a family dinner in Santa Monica with Aunt Dosie (aka Coleen Gray in movie circles) and family-along with cousin, Bruce, he ragalled over a previous trip of mine to California for the summer and a day at the Pacific Ocean Park. Pacific Ocean Park, at that time, was like Coney Island or a family paradise full of rides and food.

Bruce, over dinner exclaimed, " POP, Get it: POP????? I know Kenny doesn't get it so I'll give it to him" with which he took his fist in the air and drilled it into my lap at dinner.

Memories............................................

Disasters

I would propose that there is an opportunity to report on the series of disasters that befell the Jensen clan over the years...... We could probably add to the list below:

1. "That Damned Dog Ate My Teeth" (a classic!)
2. What do you do with a pan of burning oil on the stove? Why you throw it into the garage and under the gas tank of the car, that's what! AKA, getting a facial!
3. Need a boutineer for Mike Calog's date for the big dance? A little tissue paper is all you need!
4. Why is DJ throwing up in the basement bathroom? And why does he smell of alcohol? He must have the stomach flu! So let me call dad.....
5. Can the Peke's get lost if they've never left the rig? Does a bear shit in the woods? A classic meltdown!
6. Does one shift the gear lever up or down on the corvair to back out of the garage? Should be obvious, right? Wrong!
7. What is the appropriate excuse when realtors come on a Saturday morning to view the abandoned house at 2112 Westview Drive only to discover beer cans and bodies in each room?

Okay, a little help here!