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By the time you read this, this story will be dated.  Around the end of the regular season in one of the many minor leagues games a guy came up to bat and cracked a home run.  Rounding first base he twisted his knee some way and wanted his homer to count, so he, with magnificent determination, rounded the bases.  Speaking of dated...





I finished the PBS Ken Burns series on the Roosevelts and thought you guys may like to see Roosevelt at his funniest.  Note the impeccable timing and adroit writing regarding a mini-scandal regarding his beloved Terrier Fala.  He was a pretty charming fellow and is rightly regarded as one of our greatest Presidents.  But he was hated by many in the Republican party amongst them my grandfather and my father-in-law.  One thing Burns didn't address was why he was hated so.       




This is an exchange LBJ had with the Haggar clothes representative when he was in the White House.  It is somewhat shocking not only to hear LBJ's coarseness and unapologetic belching, but that there was such a need to record this.  Why, I don't know but I sure am glad they did.  Sometimes history is fun. 

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  1. I found the FDR piece fascinating. He knew exactly when to pause and for what period of thin. Given today's politicians it was a relief to watch someone truly gifted present a point with maximum effectiveness. I have read extensively about LBJ and his crude nature is legendary. It was often used to intimidate opponents and was quite effective. Nice post today.

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