I LIKE THE FRINGE

They don’t need to get me more belts. I have enough belts. I like the fringe.

This is to commemorate personal tastes—mine—the Durrants’. The Durrants are still here.

Mrs. Durrant asks Gabor Mavor what she wants and Gabor says, “A watch.”

I wish I had Gabor’s health and safety.

However, I am encouraged by the spirit of invention. A man I see through the plate glass shovels a lot of snow and he doesn’t even have a shovel! He has one of those little brush scrapers on a stick.

A man like this has self-confidence.

Often life deals severely with me, and yet I’ll be wearing my nose.