I sometimes think of the silly things we did as youngsters. In our journalism class in high school, we would recite this silly poem. “Starkle, starkle, little twink, who the heck you are, I think. I’m not under the alcofluence of incohol although some thinkle peep I are.”
After school, we would walk down to the city bus stop. As soon as we boarded the bus, the noisy group would yell, “Does your father work?” The loud response was, “No, he’s a bus driver.” I wonder if this practice still persists.
After school, I worked as an usher at the newly built Woodlawn Theatre. After the last movie and the theater closed for the night, we would ride the bus home. When we passed a restaurant on the way, one of my friends would say, “I named one of the waitresses there ‘Pancakes.’” When I asked why, he would say, “Because she is really stacked.”
There were two popular songs that we merged into a combined rendition. “In the middle of May I met a girl named June. Now June is busting out all over.”
When I went on one of my Naval Reserve cruises, my then-girlfriend, now wife Gloria, would write me a letter. On the back of the envelope, she would leave a bright red imprint of her lips with the letters “SWAK” (Sealed With A Kiss). This was a popular practice.
Rudy Elizondo is Julia Castro’s nephew and formerly of Floresville.