Well, I’m old enough to drive, almost 3/4 of a century, and I’ve lived in northern Minnesota most of my life, and I love the summers, but at this point I only accept the winters as an inevitable break between summers. But snow is pretty!
The first time I donated blood, the procedure was so bad, I never did it again for many years. Finally tried again, and since then I’ve donated 57 times – working on my 8th gallon.
Well, I haven’t actually tried for quite some time, and I graduated in 1956. But I just wrote down some numbers and gave it a try, and I can still do it.
I think Jim has put one of his former teachers in the strip. Quite a compliment to the teacher!