As our forefathers roll over continuously in their graves loike pigs on a spit, I wonder what happened to the Good Ole’ USA That drafted me (think conscription) in the early 60’s and left me hanging like a redheaded step-child, out to die. I mean dry..Naw former not latter.Then there is a bunch of stuff I’m not supposed to mention!! Well FTA!! You can read about it in my book, including my favorite “Knock, Knock” Joke! Like Charlie Hefton used to do!