Jim Foster

… but Mr. Swartz, my esteemed editor has become a bit of a prude in his old age even threatening to have me fired and charged under a number of obscenity laws.

All Bill needed to say was ‘Them’s nice flowers’ which almost anyone could memorize unless you had the misfortune to be educated in Barrie.

Years ago I ended up standing beside Ken Brown and he couldn’t remember them either.

I should have listened to my mother. I could have married a doctor.

Nine months to the day after an all-afternoon cartoon fest at the Oxford the population of East York rose 27 percent.

Can you imagine what the goose population thought about their particular contribution to the publishing industry of the day?

What if some reporter should be there covering the grand re-opening and there I was standing outside the door along with dozens of other alkies hoping to be the first in line.

But what does all this talk of high finance have to do with you sitting at your little table in the pouring rain?

The odd thing is I remember now that I thought about girls all the time, I just can’t remember why.

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