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Show Chatter Box . . Dear Suzy, Jim Colby wrote to me from India In-dia this week and consoled me for having to eat so much turkey last Thanksgiving. When I wrote you about having to poke turkey down mv throat for seven days at that time the Chronicle it was in got to Jim sometime in March, and being in India and 15.000 miles or so from a turkey he felt bad for me. He offers to trade me some C ration ra-tion for a turkey, but if I enter the war bond queen contest, I will have to watch my figure, even tho the reports are that C ration wont put on any fat. But, if I had a turkey I would send it to him, and if sent right away should reach him about the time of Thanksgiving. I don't have a turkey, but I will give him some ideas oil how to get one. He has tigers in his back yard, 5-foot lizards liz-ards as pets, native boys to do all his work, a special native boy to fan him, an unlimited jungle near him, ducks and geese to shoot when he has the ammunition, and no worry about being drafted. Here's the deal: any family-would family-would be glad to send him a tru-key tru-key for a tiger, as baby tenders are so hard to get that they could substitute sub-stitute the tiger as the baby tender. tend-er. It would be tough on the tigers, but Jim says he has lots of them. Ross Robinson would trade him a turkey for a 5-foot lizard, as Ross wants to try one for bass bait. He would be swamped with offers of turkeys if he would send some native na-tive boys home that were house-broke house-broke to do the housework. The special boy who does the fanning would be a decided trading asset for him as any young man would trade him a turkey for the fanner so that he could keep cool while he awaits his draft call from Hick Davies. The Garden club would trade him no end of turkeys for some of his unlimited jungle, and last but not least, A. Guymon, the big pinto and pea-pool man, would swim all the way to India with a turkey in his teeth to get a shot at one of the ducks or geese that Jim has lined up. I can see Jim getting all kinds of offers to trade turkeys for what he has there, so his worries are o-ver o-ver and he can look forward to a deluge of turkey meat between now and Thanksgiving. Orran Ashby, war bond and implement im-plement man, is still in the "we'll never make it stage," and it serves him right. Here he is running a-round a-round getting queens lined up for the 7th war loan and he never gives me a tumble. Nature endowed endow-ed Hedy Lamarr, Betty Grable,' Di-anna Di-anna Durbin and many others with a surplus of good looks, legs, figures fig-ures and voices, and when she got to me she was a little short so I was just endowed. Just for spite and to show him up, I should enter myself and would do it only that I can't spare the time to go to Hollywood Hol-lywood after I win. I can dream, can't I, Toots John Avery Bishop and Ora Mae Bishop went to Salt Lake City last week. |
