one of my memories growing up was seeing my dad start his Saturday's either in the garage or his wood shop. He always had the radio on and there was a program he listened to called the " Saturday Morning Comedy Hour". That was my introduction to comedy. Along with his collection of music albums my dad had a great collection of comedy albums. I have bought cd's of my (his)favorites and listened to them on occasion, but not often enough. They bring back great memories. My dad loved to laugh and I am lucky he shared that passion with me.
I believe no matter what the times are like for you laughter is good medicine. Seek it out and share it with someone.
Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. ~Victor Borge
Peace,
Lion's Den Man
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Your memory is "cooler" than mine. I grew up with my parents and Grandmother, and Saturday morning radio at our house was...."The Polka Party!" Ugh - if that doesn't make a teenager want to run screaming out of a room I don't know what does. But now when I hear that kind of music I get a rush of nostalgia and think of my Grandmother on Saturday mornings in Wisconsin, and it makes me laugh! :)
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