with an older classman Donald E. Donald had a way with wise cracks. He had good delivery with his wit. He called
friends “Slobber Butt” which just imagining a butthole slobbering sent me in
spasms of laughter. He had plenty of instant
wise-cracks and deserves recognition.
After we grew up Donald went to work for Atlanta Gas
Light. In time he made field
supervisor. I saw him at McDonald’s
several often having breakfast with his underlings and handing out work
assignments. We never spoke at McDonald’s,
I doubt if he remembers me.
Once an Atlanta Gas
Light employee came to our house to hook up our new stove top and I asked him
if he knew Donald. He did. I told him some of Donald’s wise cracks, like
calling people Slobber Butt and he said, “That’s Donald!”
When we were kids Donald could belch long and steady and
even say belched words. My buddy the
late Van Callaway lived in the Latimer Apartments on Atlanta Street, next door to
Donald’s family.
Van and I tried to do long belching and make belched words
like Donald could but couldn’t. We went
to his apartment and asked him how did he do it.
“Eat a lot of olives” He said.
We tried, it did not work for us.
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