New Castle News
NEW CASTLE —
In days of old, I always bought something new and fashionable to wear for Easter.
I no longer participate in this custom.
My wife still believes in it, although I can't tell the difference between last years’ outfit and this year’s.
In my arsenal of clothes, there is a pink shirt that Kayleen Cubbal pressured me to wear for The News during a special breast cancer week appearance.
I figured I'd get it out of storage, and wear it. No one else at church had ever seen it. They might think I broke down and finally spent my First Holy Communion money.
People must have thought that I looked just like an Easter egg. Maybe a cracked one, but at least I was pretty.
Several young damsels came up and hugged me, and commented on my shirt.
Hugs are one of the things in life I really enjoy getting.
If you want to increase getting hugs, I learned a trick from the ol' TV repairman, Mr. McGrath.
One Sunday, several of us walked into a restaurant, where he was eating with a group of friends.
He mentioned to one of the lovely ladies with us that it was his birthday.
She gave him a hug, and wished him Happy Birthday.
Unfortunately, his wife spilled the beans — it was not his birthday.
I thought, "This is a great way to increase getting hugged."
So if you are in need of a hug, my advice is either get a pink shirt to wear on Easter, or tell someone it's your birthday.
When I was a little kid, if we said something with our fingers crossed, it didn't count as a lie.
Just be sure and cross them.
No one will know the difference, except maybe your wife, who I'm sure will let them know that it was a con job.
But by that time, it's too late, and you got your hug.