Our zig-zag sweltered pal is 65 today. Yup Good Ol’ Chuck Brown can claim Medicaid. And seeing that it’s October we can recall his time as a motocrosser complete with pumpkin helmet.
His little scrappy #13 worked its way around the course in slow but sure fashion to claim victory.
Snoopy and peppermint Patty were in fine competition, unknowing that Charlie B would chunter along to win.
Three Triples lined up: white, green & black. Like some dollar bill waiting to be spent.
Schoolhouse Rocks
Written by Blind Melon
Three is a magic number
Ya it is, it’s a magic number
Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity
You’ll get three
As a magic number
The past, the present, the future,
Faith, and hope, and charity,
The heart, the brain, the body,
Will give you three,
It’s a magic number
It takes three legs to make a tripod or to make a table stand,
And it takes three wheels to make a vehicle called a tricycle
And every triangle has three corners,
Every triangle has three sides,
No more, no less,
You don’t have to guess
That it’s three
Can’t you see?
It’s a magic number
A man and a woman had a little baby
Yeah they did
And there were three in the family
And that’s a magic number
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