September 26, 2016
Sunday afternoon, FB blossoms with news from ABC that Arnold Palmer has died at the age of 87. Whenever something like this happens we get a plethora of personal anecdotes. 87 is a good age to live to. Arnold Palmer showed us that golf was a sport for gentlemen. We drink 'Arnold Palmers' half and half iced tea and lemonade. I doubt that he actually 'invented' it, but he gets the credit and that's okay with me.
My personal anecdote is short. Working in Disneyland afforded me the opportunity to meet some famous people or in this case just watch as they walked by. From behind, Arnold Palmer's shoulders were a mile wide. His gate exactly the same as I'd seen on TV many times. He was just walking by: "Hey.. That's Arnold Palmer!" I hope there's a nineteenth hole somewhere for this guy. He was the epitome of a champion.
A man with a windshield wiper as a weapon stops on an over pass. He's a really big guy. Really big! He is 'threatening' with the windshield wiper. The cops have a dog at the ready, but have NOT drawn their weapons? He tries for the edge to plunge down to the freeway below! The cops rush and grab him. They save his life. Last shot is of the man with an oxygen mask on his face being loaded into an ambulance. He was reported to have said that he couldn't find a job! I hope this goes viral, but it probably won't as we are a blood thirsty lot.
There may be a pinprick of light at the end of the tunnel. Film at eleven.
September 26, 2016 deliberately not mentioning the Obvious..