By Rusty Aldridge
Our Man About Wetumpka Town
I never thought I would make it. I have had two strokes, been struck by lightning, (the legend says twice) and survived 35+ plus years in the radio business; any one
of those things, especially the latter, would kill a normal person…or a person with enough sense to lay down and die.
But I’m still here at 60. Here are a few observations…
At 60, at least for me, it’s easier to tell you what does not hurt, instead of what hurts. It is my right earlobe. It has never given me a moments trouble. When everything else
aches, I just try to be thankful for ol’ Lobey!
Stuff doesn’t taste good anymore. I’ve had this problem for several years. It’s not the Chinese Virus. I think my taste buds were stolen during the night, like they steal kidneys
in the movies and sell them on the black market to rich Europeans. Somewhere in a castle in Lichtenstein, there’s some baron or duke enjoying his bouillabaisse with MY
taste buds. You’re welcome, you inbred rascal you…
We just saved close to $1000.00 by opting for a less expensive a home security system for the house. I’m up about every 2 hours every night to go to the bathroom. While I’m up I
check all the doors, turn all the lights on and off, and I check to see if the stove is off and the fridge and freezer are closed. It works out pretty well, but my wife has asked me to
stop calling out the hour and shouting ‘All’s Well!’ I’ve compromised on that aspect of our security system, but I’m still carrying the lantern and the bell.
In my lifetime I’ve seen men on the moon, the cell phone, and the introduction of a virus so powerful, that it has shut down the country for the most part of a year and it has
eradicated the flu. I haven’t heard of one single case last year!
People see the cane and the white hair and they want to help me. I’m like a great big dog.
They open the door for me and say, “Come on boy!” I just smile and say thank you…especially when they pat me on the head and give me a Beggin’ Strip.
60 is not so bad. Glad to be here…and when someone says, “Good to see you!” I respond with “I’d rather be seen than viewed…”
*The legendary Larry Stevens gave me that name “The Elmore County Flash” because he’s the legendary Larry Stevens.
Please help us wish “Flash” a very happy birthday. Rusty, we kinda love ya, and thank you for all you do!
