Goodenough Gismo

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    This is the classic children's book, Goodenough Gismo, by Richmond I. Kelsey, published in 1948. Nearly unavailable in libraries and the collector's market, it is posted here with love as an "orphan work" so that it may be seen and appreciated -- and perhaps even republished, as it deserves to be. After you read this book, it won't surprise you to learn that Richmond Irwin Kelsey (1905-1987) was an accomplished artist, or that as Dick Kelsey, he was one of the great Disney art directors, breaking your heart with "Pinocchio," "Dumbo," and "Bambi."



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carla

This is why all the smart people flock to the Pacific Northwest for the summer.

The smarter ones live here year around.

amba

Carla: Boy, do I feel dumb right now.

Donna B.

I spent the weekend in Dallas. When a place is so hot and humid, Louisianans and S Carolinians wilt... it's hot.

So, don't feel dumb, Amba... at least you're not in Louisiana, S Carolina, or Texas!

And you can bet that my husband is going to steal your moniker for the Weather Channel.

amba

You guys might even be wilting in NYC today!

Donna B.

No doubt. Remember the Lovin' Spoonful?

Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk,
hotter than a match head

Alan

There's nothing more miserable than a really hot day in NYC. I'm from Texas, but the most miserable summer of my life was the summer of 1997, my first while living in Brooklyn.

Probably had something to do with not having air conditioning...but still, it was horrible.

Although, right now, this summer in Washington, DC is coming close to beating 1997. And I have air conditioning here.

My solution? I'm moving to San Antonio in two weeks.

amba

NO!!! I was just telling someone I remembered the summer of 1997. That was the one where we had 6 weeks of over 90 degree weather, every day, without a break.

Going to San Antone is like, if you can't lick 'em, might as well join 'em. Or something.

Donna, I always loved that song and it resonates more than ever right now. Back of my neck gettin' dirty and gritty, indeed.

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