Thursday, December 18, 2014

good talk

Ed wants to make lotsa money, and deservedly so.  In today's "Dear Abby," a woman says that her co-worker is "deaf," what she means is that she won't listen to her.  In her reply, Abby indicates that she believes that this co-worker actually is deaf.  I enjoy your column, but really, darling.  The late Stevie Ray Vaughan was way overdue for inclusion in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.  I've been there twice, so has a friend of mine, you're really missing-out by not going, do you think we go there because we don't want to be there.  It's next to Browns Stadium, and a nice walk from Indians Stadium and Cavs Arena in the beautiful downtown--those tunes that quicken the pulse, Cleveland Rocks!  One of the weirdest things I've seen, I was reading "Newsweek," and saw a picture of this dead Negro propped-up in what seemed to be a Cadillac Seville with a jaunty hat, red suit, and his hands on the steering-wheel.  It was a facsimile-coffin, it had a front windshield, functioning headlights, white-wall tires, he had diamond-rings with several hundred dollar bills stuck between his fingers.  This was Willie Stokes, Jr., known as Willie the Wimp, a big drug-dealer who was gunned-down in Feb., 1984.  His father, Willie Stokes, Sr., a really-big drug dealer had wanted to immortalize his child, and did so as best he could.  Willie Sr. was himself gunned-down 2 years later.    ...Southside Chicago Will Think of Him Often, Talkin' About Willie the Wimp and his Cadillac Coffin...    ...Willie the Wimp...

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