My Dad loved to tell the story of our Uncle Bill, who was famous for his pessimism. He and my aunt were driving down a highway while on vacation in Florida in the days before air conditioning. It was hot and they were anxious to find ice to take to their motel.
Then my aunt saw it: they were approaching a service station with a sign advertising that they had ice.
Humph! Uncle Bill grunted. “Sign says ice, but I bet they ain’t got any!”
Bill was not his real name but the story is true. We have a lot of Uncle Bills on the VQ.
Then my aunt saw it: they were approaching a service station with a sign advertising that they had ice.
Humph! Uncle Bill grunted. “Sign says ice, but I bet they ain’t got any!”
Bill was not his real name but the story is true. We have a lot of Uncle Bills on the VQ.
