by Hank Frazee | Mar 29, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Brownies “Kids say the darndest things!” Art Linkletter My sister, Mary Ellen, and my cousin Lynne were Brownies at the same time, which makes sense, since they lived across the street from each other. My cousin Stephen and I were Boy Scouts together, for...
by Hank Frazee | Mar 22, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Do the Math “I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong time.” Dr. John Mr. Price was likable and distinguished looking, an older gentleman who generally made his appearance in a dark suit and tie. His mustache, riding shotgun over his upper lip,...
by Hank Frazee | Mar 15, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
My Date with Marcia Brady “There was a whole magnificent soul burning brightly under her shy demeanor.” Atticus Everyone knew that Maureen McCormick, aka Marcia Brady, went to our high school. Maureen was a year behind me, and I sat next to her every day...
by Hank Frazee | Mar 8, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Road Rage “Have you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?” George Carlin I don’t know if you have noticed this, but some of our fellow drivers can get a little tense out there when...
by Hank Frazee | Mar 1, 2025 | The Saturday Morning Post
Zuleika’s Raleighs “And curse Sir Walter Raleigh, he was such a stupid get.” John Lennon When my cousin Stephen and I were 14 and 13, respectively, we got what seemed like a brilliant idea up at Aunt Janice and Uncle Gordon’s cabin. Let’s steal a...
