Mostly Malarkey: Watermelon wine
This is, of course, a personal column. Personal opinions of the writer are expressed. You may not agree, you may enjoy disagreeing in fact, but you are under no obligation to agree, disagree, or even read it — unless you enjoy it. With that out of the way, and you're still with us, welcome.
Personal likes and dislikes include a wide variety of music. Your Ol' Editor enjoys radio music, especially while driving, and will turn to PBS if he can find it on the dial. The mellow pops/classic variety soothes a troubled soul. If not PBS, he finds a country/western station playing the old time stuff — not the rock and roll variety.
Music keeps the OE alert while driving. Those talk shows make him sleepy.
One of the favorite songs is the one about old dogs, children, and watermelon wine.
One wonders, what's watermelon wine like? Having never tried it, the OE will reserve an opinion. He does enjoy a glass of red wine daily, on medical advice. Several years ago the radiologist at Wichita said "drink a glass of red wine daily." The urologist said the same thing. That's two.
Back to music. Our National Anthem is difficult to sing, but has words which stimulate our backbone — especially the third verse, which is a masterpiece.
Did you know there originally were four verses to the "Star Spangled Banner." One verse was so defamatory to England that it was eliminated during World War II. The words included (about the British) "Their blood has washed out their foul footstep's pollution."
We not only have our national anthem, but many adopted a national hymn in "America The Beautiful." Those magnificent words are awesome, inspiring, and highly appropriate.
Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his shoes. Then, if he gets angry he'll be a mile away and barefoot.
Remember, with our budget shortfall and a huge tax hike necessary to maintain the luxury of added government services, that those who think logically provide a sharp contrast to the real world.
Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves for they shall never cease to be amused.
Now, where's the watermelon wine?
— BILL MEYER
