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Show ballet ... but do you think-I'd think-I'd be pretty good at springing spring-ing about the stage on my toes? Do men wear too-toos? too-toos? Perhaps I should have gone to Virginia and started up a tobacco farm. Then I wouldn't be stuck with this new 4-cent tax on cigarets. (Wonder if the people who try to control my destiny think another 4 cents will cut down smoking.) CARPENTER? Ditch-digger? Ditch-digger? Electrician? Storekeeper? Store-keeper? Nice people all, but I couldn't do those jobs sitting sitt-ing down. Would I have been a successful suc-cessful politician? Definitely not when I know something is wrong I call myself a hypocrite if I don't tell it as it is. No tact whatever, no diplomacy at all, and especially es-pecially no hypocrisy. Nope no politician. And so, if I had it to do all over again, I guess I'd be a newspaperman (While I was failing in everything else in high school, I was writing theses for the college coll-ege kids.) So I'd most certainly cer-tainly have been a flop at anything else. Mac. IT'S PROBABLY natural that when one reaches a cer- . tain age on the calendar, that is one looks back and wonders if the career might have been different. And the career itself . . . should it be diagnosed and remembered as wasted, brilliant, sinful, alarming, peaceful, turbulent, misspent, mis-spent, harmless, notorious, two-bit, mysterious, illustrious? illus-trious? Probably depends upon the individual observer, or the historian. Certainly it won't make the obituary. BUT TAKE me, now. If I had it to do over I'd most certainly be a newspaperman. newspaper-man. I'mtoodamndumbtobe anything else. Do what comes naturally, I always say. Would I have been happy as a banker? No. Not. Figures bug me, I can't say "no" to my friends, and I don't LOOK like a banker, lake Koy Page, and Grant Francis, and Dick Wilde they LOOK like bankers. A tight-rope walker in the circus? I stumble a lot. An automobile dealer? Can't you see my lot stacked to the moon with worthless trade-ins? HOW A BOUT a prize-tighter? prize-tighter? I found out early my ears curt. Seriously, I wish I had taken piano lessons. As sight fails I know I'd enjoy my own music. But I'd probably have ended up as the scat-man scat-man in a Nevada cat -house. Would YOU drop a dime in the beer mug? "3 f had finished college I might coach football. But my team would constantly suffer penalties because the coach threw childish tizzies. There must be important money in dress-making. Imagine me gainingfameand fortune as a Paris couturier . . . spending the days draping drap-ing lovely ladies. Trouble is, I can't tell calico from silk. Hey, whatever happened to calico? IF I HAD time and money and clear vision, I know one hobby I'd love to-pursue gourmet cooking. Spend all my time in the kitchen wearing wear-ing a fancy apron, mixing a dab of this with a pinch of that. I'd start on omelettes and end up with hard-boiled eggs. I've never seen one, because be-cause I refuse to accompany My Lady Fair Louise to the |