Nancy Classics by Ernie Bushmiller for December 17, 2018
December 15, 2018
December 18, 2018
Transcript:
Nancy: Oh, dear---A piece of dust flew into my eye. It's funny how eyes always attract dust. Noises: SWISH-H-H Bin reads: ASHES
Ah, the old ash can…coal fired furnaces…ashes and clinkers saved for traction on icy sidewalks and roads…opening the hot box to shovel in more coal…shaking the ash grate to get the unburned clinkers and ash out…banking the fires at night to be sure you had hot coals to restart the furnace in the morning…ah, the good old days…