god, I really love you Mr. Keillor!! You always make me laugh, and I always enjoy your musings!! You make me feel contented with my life (i'm 78!) and, i'm always grateful! I must admit, my memory isn't what it used to be, but I'm sure I ordered the 'streamed version' of your New York dates. It was there, years ago, that my brother took me to see you there (and every year after), and I bought them for him for Christmas!! I swear I never heard anything back, but, as I say, I could be missing something! can you help me?! xx's
If I was a millionaire, I’d pay for your whole entourage to come to my gorgeous (check it out) town of Port Townsend, Wa. to perform. I listened to all your shows of yesteryear. I loved how you could make us laugh and cry and especially sing. Thank you and God Bless you.
Ps. We have venues to suit most crowds. For two summers, the THING has come to our town. PHC would be a perfect counter balance for our mostly older population. Although it’s a pure joy to see thousands of young people come to visit for the weekend.
I didn't know that limerick about the kid from Madras so I looked it up. It's pretty good and -- as such things go -- pretty tame (although I bet explosively funny to a 12-year-old boy). But while I was at the site where I found it, I also encountered these song lyrics. You could probably use them to get an audience stomping their feet (when they weren't laughing) and singing along... (the Druids/woods rhyme bothers me but that's only because I'm reading it silently to myself):
Please continue with the rhymes, ribald or not. Just as with television or the radio, turn the station if you're not comfortable. And to pat myself on the back, when we teachers used to have the time for more than robotic classroom work we would honor our district retirees at the end of the year. I was always elected to write our school's presentation "skit", and would change the lyrics to a song we all knew. I still get compliments on rhyming "kindergarten" with "forgotten."
Count me among those who find your references to your age helpful, even though I do not consciously hold a dread of old age. I'm 71 -- so very young. (I have heard 40-somethings rattle on about that stretch. Now, that is quite tiring.) Regarding reactions to your attempts to be helpful, well, I believe you are fairly conversant in 'No good deed goes unpunished.'
Christmas is a'comin'!! I believe you found a card-carrying puritanical comedian right on this very "P to the H" !! I refer to the guy with the non-alcoholic bloody mary recipe. I'm sure Bloody Mary herself was spinning several hundred rpm. I have a concern that midwesterners may take liberties and add whiskey or schnapps instead of vodka without proper recipe guidance.
Your comments on the Uptown Theater in Kansas City reminded me of the Uptown Theater on Grand Ave in St. Paul, with the Italian villa motif, the star-spangled ceiling and the statuary in niches on the side.
I laughed about the lost bet that they would be no one under 50 at your concert. My husband, daughter and I attended the 50th anniversary concert for the Washington National Opera when she was 18 and her father was 68. She was indeed almost the only one there under 50 years old. When Domingo (then the director of the Opera) made a joke about everyone there coming to the 100th anniversary concert I realized she could be there- she'd be the same age as her father was that day.
People commented about your talking a lot about your age. I am 85 & 1/2 and I talk about my
age fairly often. (So do my friends in their 80s.) I think because I feel fairly comfortable with my life now, and also I feel like I am (somewhere) closer to the end of it.
Old age is the thing we all have been able to wonder about for the longest time! Each succeeding year, if we are so fortunate, is another unknown we get to negotiate, and it is fascinating. So we talk about it. These years are as interesting as those on the other end of the lifespan, in their own way. And as you mention, that 'closer to the end' thing can be downright riveting for a bit. Younger folks reading this should feel reassured that those of us 'up here' tend to consult the Older Folks Handbook quite regularly, and strive to follow it's suggestions regard age discussions in public circumstances.
Don't you have bears living in Minnesota? They may omnivorous, but they sometimes get cranky and maul people around here (though usually the human is at fault for being a clueless wanderer in the woods).
From Fan: "Just before the show started, she told me that a gentleman approached her and said, “You made me lose a bet. I bet my friend I wasn’t going to see anyone under the age of 50 tonight, let alone someone in their early 20s.
Sincerely,
Samuel Weikart"
Your Response: "My wife tells me that I talk too much about being old, that younger people don’t want to hear about it, and probably she’s right, but I enjoy being the age I am and find it fascinating. So what can one do? I am who I am. And the Fifties was fun and the Sixties too. It’s rather moving to hear my audience sing “In My Life” and “I Saw Her Standing There.” I think I did those in Kent, no? Did it seem odd to you? GK"
Your response hit home for me. Even though I did my do-diligence a few years before retirement back in 2015, I had no idea how interesting the last phase of my life would be. Disney was right on. There is a Circle of Life and everyone experiences it regardless of who we are, etc. I find the majority of retirees are so determined to fill up their Google Calendars with things to do to keep themselves busy. I wonder if many of these folks have something to prove to themselves or others such as they still have the energy and wherewithal of a thirty year old. I find these same people unwilling to slow down, enjoy some quiet time without the rushing around that we did previously. This is so sad to me. You might say, we deserve the freedom. It is so important for retirees to slow down and watch some good westerns and great movies with healthy storylines as well as give ourselves permission to nap a time or two on a regular basis.
May you continue to be blessed with the gift of life...
More thanks could hardly have been given. It's grand to see and take.
I sent this to you recently and I don't know if I sent it to the wrong address or not, so I'll post it here.
There is a Son of Garri
Of words, of song, of Prairie
He lives in New York
with a new heart of pork
and the girl he was lucky to marry
-----
Cheers,
Bob Sassone
The Saturday Evening Post
https://www.bobsassone.com/
god, I really love you Mr. Keillor!! You always make me laugh, and I always enjoy your musings!! You make me feel contented with my life (i'm 78!) and, i'm always grateful! I must admit, my memory isn't what it used to be, but I'm sure I ordered the 'streamed version' of your New York dates. It was there, years ago, that my brother took me to see you there (and every year after), and I bought them for him for Christmas!! I swear I never heard anything back, but, as I say, I could be missing something! can you help me?! xx's
Dear Garrison,
If I was a millionaire, I’d pay for your whole entourage to come to my gorgeous (check it out) town of Port Townsend, Wa. to perform. I listened to all your shows of yesteryear. I loved how you could make us laugh and cry and especially sing. Thank you and God Bless you.
Ps. We have venues to suit most crowds. For two summers, the THING has come to our town. PHC would be a perfect counter balance for our mostly older population. Although it’s a pure joy to see thousands of young people come to visit for the weekend.
I didn't know that limerick about the kid from Madras so I looked it up. It's pretty good and -- as such things go -- pretty tame (although I bet explosively funny to a 12-year-old boy). But while I was at the site where I found it, I also encountered these song lyrics. You could probably use them to get an audience stomping their feet (when they weren't laughing) and singing along... (the Druids/woods rhyme bothers me but that's only because I'm reading it silently to myself):
Gimmie That Old Time Religion
We will follow Zarathustra,
Zarathustra like we use to,
I'm a Zarathustra booster,
And he's good enough for me!
We will worship like the Druids,
Dancing naked in the woods,
Drinking strange fermented fluids,
And it's good enough for me!
(chorus)
(chorus)
In the church of Aphrodite,
The priestess wears a see-through nightie,
She's a mighty righteous sightie,
And she's good enough for me!
(chorus)
CHORUS:
Give me that old time religion,
Give me that old time religion,
Give me that old time religion,
'Cause it's good enough for me!
I’m guessing the Zarathustra line ends with a “used ta” when sung aloud?
Oh yes!
Please continue with the rhymes, ribald or not. Just as with television or the radio, turn the station if you're not comfortable. And to pat myself on the back, when we teachers used to have the time for more than robotic classroom work we would honor our district retirees at the end of the year. I was always elected to write our school's presentation "skit", and would change the lyrics to a song we all knew. I still get compliments on rhyming "kindergarten" with "forgotten."
I loved the ribald rhymes! It seemed so DARING! I was amazed what our Comic host could get away with! 3 Cheers!
Count me among those who find your references to your age helpful, even though I do not consciously hold a dread of old age. I'm 71 -- so very young. (I have heard 40-somethings rattle on about that stretch. Now, that is quite tiring.) Regarding reactions to your attempts to be helpful, well, I believe you are fairly conversant in 'No good deed goes unpunished.'
Hi Garrison!
Christmas is a'comin'!! I believe you found a card-carrying puritanical comedian right on this very "P to the H" !! I refer to the guy with the non-alcoholic bloody mary recipe. I'm sure Bloody Mary herself was spinning several hundred rpm. I have a concern that midwesterners may take liberties and add whiskey or schnapps instead of vodka without proper recipe guidance.
Slainte!! Feliz Navidad!
Roger Krenkler
Westlake Village, CA
Your comments on the Uptown Theater in Kansas City reminded me of the Uptown Theater on Grand Ave in St. Paul, with the Italian villa motif, the star-spangled ceiling and the statuary in niches on the side.
I laughed about the lost bet that they would be no one under 50 at your concert. My husband, daughter and I attended the 50th anniversary concert for the Washington National Opera when she was 18 and her father was 68. She was indeed almost the only one there under 50 years old. When Domingo (then the director of the Opera) made a joke about everyone there coming to the 100th anniversary concert I realized she could be there- she'd be the same age as her father was that day.
People commented about your talking a lot about your age. I am 85 & 1/2 and I talk about my
age fairly often. (So do my friends in their 80s.) I think because I feel fairly comfortable with my life now, and also I feel like I am (somewhere) closer to the end of it.
Old age is the thing we all have been able to wonder about for the longest time! Each succeeding year, if we are so fortunate, is another unknown we get to negotiate, and it is fascinating. So we talk about it. These years are as interesting as those on the other end of the lifespan, in their own way. And as you mention, that 'closer to the end' thing can be downright riveting for a bit. Younger folks reading this should feel reassured that those of us 'up here' tend to consult the Older Folks Handbook quite regularly, and strive to follow it's suggestions regard age discussions in public circumstances.
Don't you have bears living in Minnesota? They may omnivorous, but they sometimes get cranky and maul people around here (though usually the human is at fault for being a clueless wanderer in the woods).
There was a young girl from Madras
Who had a most beautiful ass
Not rounded and pink
As you probably think
But grey, with long ears, and ate grass.
Just to assuage the feelings of some butt hurt lady....
I’m sitting here in Mn and looking at the snow. It is 27 and lovely. Thanks for another fun read. You have clever fans.
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Comments from the Week of 11.27.22
GARRISON KEILLOR
From Fan: "Just before the show started, she told me that a gentleman approached her and said, “You made me lose a bet. I bet my friend I wasn’t going to see anyone under the age of 50 tonight, let alone someone in their early 20s.
Sincerely,
Samuel Weikart"
Your Response: "My wife tells me that I talk too much about being old, that younger people don’t want to hear about it, and probably she’s right, but I enjoy being the age I am and find it fascinating. So what can one do? I am who I am. And the Fifties was fun and the Sixties too. It’s rather moving to hear my audience sing “In My Life” and “I Saw Her Standing There.” I think I did those in Kent, no? Did it seem odd to you? GK"
Your response hit home for me. Even though I did my do-diligence a few years before retirement back in 2015, I had no idea how interesting the last phase of my life would be. Disney was right on. There is a Circle of Life and everyone experiences it regardless of who we are, etc. I find the majority of retirees are so determined to fill up their Google Calendars with things to do to keep themselves busy. I wonder if many of these folks have something to prove to themselves or others such as they still have the energy and wherewithal of a thirty year old. I find these same people unwilling to slow down, enjoy some quiet time without the rushing around that we did previously. This is so sad to me. You might say, we deserve the freedom. It is so important for retirees to slow down and watch some good westerns and great movies with healthy storylines as well as give ourselves permission to nap a time or two on a regular basis.
May you continue to be blessed with the gift of life...
Mike Gecht, Jamison, PA