As Soon As The War Ended, We

She Said She Was Approaching Forty, And I Couldn't Help Wondering From What Direction.

As The Colonel And I Sat Swapping Stories In The Plane, A Jet Aircraft Buzzed Past Our Window. I Asked The Colonel What Type Of Aircraft It Was, And He Said, "don't Worry About It, Bob. . . If You Can See It, It's Obsolete."

And On Nearby Islands, The Japanese Army Was Eating Raw Fish. We Felt Sorry For Them. We Didn't Know That In America After The War, You Wouldn't Be Able To Get Into A Sushi Joint Without A Reservation. And We Thought They Lost.

It's Not Hard To Find Gerry Ford On A Golf Course - You Just Follow The Wounded.

Sure, We Did Need The Oil In America. How Else Could Dolly Parton Get Into Some Of Her Dresses?