JumpStart by Robb Armstrong for November 21, 2023

“I don’t mind a good bar fight in a biker bar but no needles for me!!”

Havertown is kinda ritzy for a biker bar! It’s pure Main Line.

My grandfather owned a bar in Havertown, but I don’t remember any bikers.

Lived at my Great Aunt’s in Havertown in the late 80’s and took SEPTA in to Philly for college. Good times, great place!

Given all the other responsibilities on Wicky’s shoulders there is still time to needle patients?

I went to school near Havertown, and birded the college campus there quite often!

The return of the fear of needles…

Small world, after all.

It’s funny how big guys can be so afraid of a little needle, or a mouse, or a spider. He’d probably faint if he saw what they use when you donate platelets. BTW, please go and donate whole blood or platelets at your local Red Cross if you can.

Says the man with all the tats?

Liver transplant?

Big tough baby!

All the patients keep asking Wicky—“Where’s Marcy?”

If he’s hooked up to an IV, Wicky could put the shot into the line – if it’s meant to be an intravenous injection, that is.