“Mr. Press, a phone call for you from Cary Grant,” came over the store speaker. I figured it was a joke and was about to answer in a faux Cary Grant accent when an unmistakable voice interrupted me, “Mr. Press, Cary Grant here. Wonder if I scooted over to the store you might be available to show me some of those mahvalous Shaggy Dog sweaters I spot on my Ivy League pals.”
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Don’t let the bastards wear you down- keep it up- great stories of days we don’t want to forget!
Your stories are inexhaustible and absolutely amazing. Please keep J. Press alive. As Gustav Mahler once noted, “Tradition is not the worship of ashes but is the preservation of fire”. Or something like that-
Please keep up the stories of early days- there are still a few old boys who remember and enjoy the memories.