“You and I are losers …” … NOT … So okay, we haven’t flown to the Bahamas … but Dick and I have flown above fireworks on the Fourth of July in our little airplane, and seen the Statue of Liberty from up close. Did you know her hair is braided and curled around her head? I have that “Losers” snap-top ring and the parchment poem … name me one other Wonder Wench who has that?
But as for Matilda… in spite of Big Louie’s insistence to the contrary, I have spoken to Dick’s mother, who was my best friend, and she told me that Matilda had every reason to throw that sandwich AT him, not just onto the sand. He was too busy looking “life guard perfect” to notice when she got there and NO ONE believes that girl’s bathing suit top just happened to slip. I do wish I had known Matilda …
In my neighborhood, we went to the submarine races … well, all the popular girls did. But Boston does have Nantasket, as “he” said, and lots of sun and sand and giggles and hot dogs (from Joe & Nemo’s, not Coney Island’s Nathan’s) and all the music anyone could ask for. Even Big Louie His Own Bad Self would have approved …
“Don” asked if Dick is back on the air. I’m sorry if my maundering misled you, Don … no, he’s not on all night keeping me awake (I even went to work without any sleep just so I could hear him all those years ago!) and for our many sins as Louie-Louie Generation believers, there is little or nothing on radio to match what all those guys did on the radio in the 50s. 60s, and 70s. It is better for our sleep this way, of course …