Another of my collecting interests is something that comes from the West, namely Las Vegas.

On our first trip to Vegas, about ten years ago, I was walking around a casino, people-watching, while my wife was playing a slot machine.

Most slot machines do not get excited, and I don’t have enough nerve, or money, to play any table games.

Therefore, I spend a lot of time people watching.

It’s time for me to get on my soapbox because I have seen an advertisement for Christmas on television. Twice.

True, it was for a type of card they wanted me to purchase, to make my shopping experience more enjoyable.

I don’t believe any type of card is capable of making my shopping experience more enjoyable, unless, possibly, they were giving me a card that didn’t need to be purchased or repaid.

I dread the holiday.

Where has the month gone?

Over Labor Day weekend, Pauline and I attended my 50 high school class reunion.
I couldn’t believe how young we looked as a group, realizing, of course, most the girls probably dyed their hair and possibly even some of the guys.

I was thinking about dying mine to cover just some of the gray, however, on second thought, I figured that I’ve earned every one of my gray hairs. One thing I do have going for me is a full head of hair, which is more than some had.

Even better than a young looking class was the fact that those of us present were healthy.

In a previous article I mentioned having a 1926 Model “T” Ford, and I would like to share with you its history.

Many years ago, our Uncle Paul found a certain Model T sitting in a field, in Michigan.

On Sept. 1, Pauline and I celebrated our 47th wedding anniversary.

With our present schedule, we decided to celebrate by going out for a nice lunch. We will be going on a Caribbean cruise in October.

Previously I have written about items I collect.

Today I will share my mug collection. No, I don’t collect pictures that have been on display at the Post Office.

Since 1866, the magnificent edifice at First and Main streets in Dayton, Ohio, has held many names and forms.

It opened on Jan. 1, 1866 as the Turner Opera House, enjoying three years of success before fire consumed the hall.

Another item I collect, which I neglected to list in my article on collecting, is slot cards and room keys.

Yes, I’m talking about the credit card-size plastic cards you get at casinos for joining their “club” and room keys from hotels and motels.

Pauline and I are very fortunate to have 10 grandchildren, three boys and seven girls.

This year we’re enjoying a unique experience. Our oldest granddaughter, Heather, is spending the summer.

We had a Presidential race relations meeting with beer, and here I thought “things went better with Coke.”

Aren’t we living in the Pepsi Generation?