Art Carney, George Burns, and Lee Strasberg, in this 1979 movie about three old codgers in their late golden years who rob a bank. Whaddaya think guys? I suggest we do it up in Cheboygan because I don't know how well Beagles travels and the banks are maybe more slipshod than down here on the sunny shore of Lake Michigan, and damnit, I would like to see Cheboygan.
I particularly remember a scene where Art Carney pulls out this box that holds various moments of his life, some important, some not, and some who the hell knows what they are. I have such a box and I also have various other little containers of crap I have no use for but don't want to throw away that I think I should look through more often than every five years, but I know if I pull it out there goes the rest of the day. Anyway I was rummaging through my archives the other day in search of something else and opened up a small cookie tin where I keep that kind of crap, and came across these items.
The first is something Old Dog made with one of high tech toys, then my Perfect Attendance medal from Gage Park High, Five year attendance at Elsdon Methodist Church, and my draft card.
A story in every one of them, something to look through on an overcast afternoon in the deadest of winter., and put away for another five years when it is time to make supper.
I'm hoping you guys have such boxes and maybe you could pull a few items out and maybe have enough material for a post to The Institute because nothing brightens up an overcast morning in the dead of the dead of winter like something over the transom.
And if I don't hear anything new well I'll expand on these four items.
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