Simple Amusements, Part Five – Pitching Pennies

PENNIES

            Once, while walking home down 93rd Street, I passed a group of men standing in front of Woodlawn Gardens.  They were playing a game on the sidewalk.  Naturally, I stopped to watch.  Each of  the men had a handful of pennies.  The sidewalks are five feet wide and have a groove every five feet.  The object of this game is to ‘lag’ or toss a penny to land on a designated line.  A player stands behind one line, usually with the side of his foot just touching the groove.  He holds the penny by its edges to keep it flat. Then, he tosses the penny. The best toss makes the coin fly like a saucer, and land flat.  The penny that lands closest to the line wins the round.  They played the games in sets of five or ten. To end the game, a player had to win three of the five games in the set.  It didn’t take long before all the boys on Avalon, Woodlawn, 93rd Street, Kimbark and all the other streets were playing “lag the penny.”  We even played during recess and lunch.  Just like in marbles, the same cliques of boys played together. It became a challenge for me to break into a game with the big guys in the sport.

Occasionally, we played for ‘keeps.’  In those games the winner got to keep the loser’s penny.

Seriously, How Many Miles Does a Shopping Cart Log?

English: Jewel-Osco - monster shopping cart truck

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Today is one of those days when the weather inspired me to write.  The opportunity clock woke me at 7:00 a.m. and I looked out upon a white Frankfort. It snowed last night. By 9:00 a.m. I was holding a bucket begging for money at the front door of the Frankfort Jewel Food Store. My Lions Club agreed to beg for money to feed the needy at Christmas. Our local Jewel sponsors a program where they offer the meals with donations from their customers. They have a can atop each checkout counter, but on weekends they ask local groups to help. The Lions is one group they rely on. Since we also distribute food to the needy on the holy day and we buy some of it from Jewel they are comfortable with our helping them in this cause.

So what does this have to do with inspiration to write? Well the temperature was a cool twenty-five degrees this morning when I arrived at my post. I dressed for the occasion and felt comfortable for about an hour, but the cold  finally penetrated my layers and I was dancing to stay warm. To pass the idle time in between shoppers, and there is a lot of idle time between 9-10 on a cold snowy Friday morning. Shoppers are smarter than old Lions who are out to put the touch on them. The smart ones stay in where it is warm. I played drums by tapping my thumbs on the bottom of the plastic collection bucket, and watched the Jewel employee collect shopping carts from the parking lot. I held the door open for him as he  wrestled a long line of telescoped carts into the store.

The engineer in me jumped into action. I asked Zak the cart collector if he ever wondered how many miles on a typical shopping cart. I got the dumbest, longest look I ever received from anyone. I would love to have had an audible readout of Zak’s mind from that moment. Of course, his answer was “I never thought about it.” I don’t think any one alive ever has either. Seriously, how many miles does a typical shopping cart log before it goes to cart-heaven?

My calculated estimate is 15,000 miles. What is your guess? Leave your answer in a comment.

Pumpkin Party

Pumpkins, photographed in Canada.

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Last Sunday, I had a privilege not many grandparents get to experience. Grandma Peggy and I crashed a Pumpkin Carving Party in Michigan. My talented and creative daughter-in-law invited kids from school to come to a pumpkin carving fest. Participants came in full costume for the Halloween Costume Parade. Mary Beth made sure there were pumpkins and carving tools to spare, and the creations were amazing. She awarded prizes for the scariest, the most creative, the funniest, etc. Each carver got a prize, and he got to take his creation home to scare off the evil spirits lurking about on the days and nights before Halloween.

The prize I took home was a cold, or at least I think that’s where I got it. It was a fun time which I wish upon all grandparents.

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A Grand Opportunity-Nightmares from Obama

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The book measures 8 inches by 10.5 inches, and has a glossy soft cover shown above with a total of seventy-three pages of cartoons and content.

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Special Ops Mystery Thriller

A week ago I needed something to quit thinking of my sorry ass so I raided Grandma Peggy’s private book stash. She specializes in the murder mystery genre. and brags about being able to catch the killer by the second chapter.

The book I pulled out of the stack is Vertical Run by Joseph R. Garber.

I never heard of this book or of Joseph Garber. All I cared about is that the author be a man. Peggy reads many woman authors. I don’t have anything about women author’s I just need a high testosterone blood and guts story.

I won’t discuss the plot because it is loaded with mystery after mystery, and any explanation would begin to dull the story for a reader.

The story centers on a Viet Nam veteran who trained in Special Operations; in other words he is a professional killer. He is an executive in a large business and has been leading several companies. He has his own office with a shower and dressing room.

The main character jogs to the office daily and uses his office perk to clean up and dress. The day before, his boss, the owner of the firm, gave him a new acquisition to handle.

The action and mystery begins in the first sentence and continues to the end.  One has to read the prologue and beyond to get the whole story.

Grandma Peggy isn’t going to figure this one out before the last sentence.

As for me, I picked a testosterone filled story with lots of violence and revealing insights into special operations training. Our government asks a lot from our soldiers, and it leaves them with life-long issues they are sometimes unable to overcome.