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Steve Jetton
Whew. Been awhile since I've checked in. In fact, after a bunch of tries had to give up and request a new password.
Skimmed through recent entries & got a kick out the conversation about us starting off the boomer generation after the war. Never knew it, but my dad worked at Eureka Williams along with Joan's. Makes sense, those two were best buddies back in the day. I think the timing in my case was a little different. My mama always said she waited until her mother in law died before having kids & from stories I've heard about dear old grandma Grace, I believe it's true. She died in 1945 and well, I came along 64 years ago yesterday.
Sixty four, you say? Was I a precocious child as a member of the acclaimed class of '64? I will explain - back in my ancient days writing code for main frame computers, the Big Iron they kept on elevated floors in the climate controlled rooms, we thought in a base 16 (hexadecimal) numbering system. That sort of corrupted me and it's the only way I can count now. That's why I am so much younger than the rest of you.
Or more full of s***. Depends on your point of view.
Regarding Destihl's, I must dissent with the opine of my old beer drinking pal Michael & a few others. I used to really like their beer & have a growler sitting on the counter that I used to take in to get refilled. Don't drink the stuff anymore because I can't have gluten but sure loved a thick, frothy stout. Anyhow, I like the restaurant and would be happy to try the new place.
Final thought. Maybe a road trip to SW Texas for Linda's cooking should be scheduled for a mini reunion.
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