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During a sleepless night recently, I surfed the channels and happened across a program I had not seen since I was a boy.
Take one column and call me in the morning 082609 SPEAKINGOUT 3 Capital City Weekly During a sleepless night recently, I surfed the channels and happened across a program I had not seen since I was a boy.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Story last updated at 8/26/2009 - 2:10 pm

Take one column and call me in the morning

During a sleepless night recently, I surfed the channels and happened across a program I had not seen since I was a boy.

It was The Adventures of Robin Hood, a British series that aired from 1955 to 1959 in the U.S.

I didn't have to wait for the closing credits of the black-and-white show to start singing the theme song. I knew it by heart:

"Robin Hood, Robin Hood, riding through the glen

"Robin Hood, Robin Hood, with his band of men

"Feared by the bad, loved by the good

"Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood!"

How could my memory of a 54-year-old song be so vivid? Perhaps the same reason I can stand up and recite my high school's alma mater - and throw in our football team's fight songs for good measure.

On the other hand, what am I supposed to buy at the store after work today? I am, as usual, clueless. What about you?

MOORE ON CLUMSINESS:

After writing last week about my various bouts of clumsiness and carelessness, I received e-mails and online posts from kind readers who assured me I was in good company.

Here, with minor editing, are some of them:

Posted by tstoney: "I don't think I would have told that one about the teeth-brushing bit (with diaper rash ointment). I did get quite a chuckle out of it, though; it brought back memories of Dennis the Menace and his neighbor that had glued two Chiclets where his two front teeth used to be. That was quite funny."

From Gene Smith: "A friend here in Edgefield had one of those days. She took the family dog's worm medicine by mistake. Turned out OK. She wasn't harmed, and we know darn well she wasn't bothered with worms after that."

From the Rev. Dan White, of Appling: "A few years back, my wife and I left before dawn to catch our flight out of Columbia for a vacation to canyon land in the West. We unloaded our luggage at the airport, and my wife asked me, 'Where is the rest of the luggage?''

"I turned white as ash and realized that I had left it in the bedroom when I was packing the car. We called and asked her mother to go to our home to get the missing piece with all of my diabetic medicine in it and to meet us at the North Augusta I-20 rest stop.

"We missed our flight, but fortunately were able to catch the next plane to Atlanta and even more fortunately were able to make a connection to Phoenix.

"We learned long ago to plan for an extra day on these tours in case of adverse circumstances with connections or absentmindedness by me! We made it to the welcome party at the resort that night and had a wonderful time in the West."

From Steve McMillan: "I awoke this morning after a miserable night of sleep. Read your article and have had a marvelous day. ..."

You see, dear readers, why I write this column about my sad excuse for a life: to make your life look so much better by comparison.

Thank you for making me feel better this week.

Reach Glynn Moore at glynn.moore@augustachronicle.com.


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