Ralphy was a quirky kid who lived just down the road from us. When he was eight or nine, he’d call on the phone, asking to speak to Daddy. We were always interested in hearing what he had to say.
“Mr. Bill?”
“Yeah, what’s on your mind today, Ralphy?”
“My mama just bought some of that new White Cloud Bathroom Tissue. You should come try it! Bye.”
Another call:
“Mr. Bill?”
“Yeah, Ralphy. How are you today?”
“Fine. I just got my report card. I had all D’s and F’s.”
“No, Ralphy! Surely not!”
“Yep, and I’ve got the papers to prove it! Bye!”
Next call:
“Mr. Bill?”
“Hey, Ralphy. What’s going on?”
“I wrote a poem in school today. Want to hear it?”
“Why sure!”
“Rabbits love cribbage and cabbage.
Pigs love slibbage and slobbage.”
“That’s good, Ralphy. What did you make on it?”
“An F. It was supposed to be about the Flag. Bye.”
We all hung on those phone calls like a pig in slobbage.
Those calls must have made Ralphy’s day. Your dad must have been like a celebrity to him. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Ralphie was an appealing kid. Daddy always engaged him in conversation. Always liked him.
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Anyone who didn’t think that poem was about a flag, doesn’t understand (modern) poetry.
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And he was industrious enough to research World Book!
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I think that boy had the knack.
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He did.
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Beth, your father must have met a lot to that little, funny guy.
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He did. Daddy loved those calls.
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Reblogged this on Nutsrok.
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The hilariousness continues.
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Thanks
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I do hope he grew up still happy with who he was.
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Me too,
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Hi! Popped over to thank you for the follow on my blog and just had to read this and see what it was all about! What fun you are!
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Thanks
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What did Ralphy become in adult life?
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Just a regular guy. Didn’t set the world on fire, but very affable. Works at a factory or truck driver job, I think.
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Damn. I was hoping he became a writer.
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I love your dad for talking to Ralphy, he must have looked forward to these calls. Who wouldn’t!!!!!
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We all hung around when we knew it was Ralphie calling. Another call tomorrow.
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I was hanging around waiting for it…..
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He was a good kid.
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It sounds like you all liked him.
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Still do!
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THAT is the best kind of people. From childhood through all hoods. 🙂
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You nailed it!
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OMG totally hilarious! XD
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Oh, got another one for tomorrow!
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Whatever happened to all the “Ralphies?” Did they grow up to be jaded adults? Did the world take away their uniqueness?
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I saw Ralphie the other day at a funeral(not his). He’s a heck of a nice guy. He never set the world on fire, but everybody likes him. I’d say he did well. When he came in everybody said, “There’s Ralphie!”
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Check back tomorrow for more Ralphie!
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Will do.
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FUNNY.
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Thanks for reading and commenting.
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What a kid! 😀 😀 😀 Gotta love the little guy.
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He managed to enjoy everything!
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I figured he WOULD!
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How funny! Stuff like this makes me miss the South. Sometimes I watch Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil just to remember a bit of what being young in the South was like (e.g. social settings where representatives from every walk of life mixed and mingled). Like Julia Sugarbaker said, “In the South, we don’t hide our crazy people in the attic. We bring ’em down to the living room and show ’em off”.
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I’m am most proud of my crazy family. I parade them whenever I can.
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The world you lived in!!!
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Wouldn’t you love to come to Sunday dinner?
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I so would!!!!!!
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I would love it, too!
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Could you imagine the conversation…! 😁
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I know we’d have to interrupt each other to talk!
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Sometimes, I have to interrupt myself, to say something important that my brain needs to get out there, instead of the verbal diahorrea that my mouth spouts! 😳
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Lots of times I’ll hear something and wonder who said thatl
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Oh we have so much in common!!! I think there are a few of us here actually!
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Yep
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😊
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😃
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