Tuesday, November 13, 2012


Harry B. Sanderford

If I mentioned the preacher’s wife’s cobbler you would not automatically think of shoes. This theory is untested but I have a good feeling about my hypothesis. If I meet you on an elevator and say, “Hi-ya,” while offering a light wave of my hand you’ll say, “Good morning.” If I shout, “Hi-YAH!” with a swift thrust of the same hand, your windpipe will collapse and you’ll make indecipherable gurgling noises as you slump to the elevator floor. I say hello but you say goodbye, so to speak. Purely conjecture at this point of course but please, “Hold that elevator!”