1950s Archive

Roughing it with Gramp

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Things got real bad in the food line, but I knew it was lowest at Cairo on the Ohio River, when we caught Mama taking a slug of Gaylord bourbon.

“I'm sorry,” said Mama, wiping her mouth with dainty care and corking the bottle. “I could cat Montez on toast, I'm so hungry.”

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