tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117074091978381955.post7715224387157751070..comments2023-07-07T05:11:24.090-04:00Comments on extraOrdinaryRamblings: but I digressUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117074091978381955.post-41390190534309408992010-08-09T17:44:11.879-04:002010-08-09T17:44:11.879-04:00yup. His name really was Mr. Winkle. The same yea...yup. His name really was Mr. Winkle. The same year, I had a math teacher named Mr. Funk. Really!Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06463727704264989991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117074091978381955.post-88561688337204364962010-08-09T11:45:09.522-04:002010-08-09T11:45:09.522-04:00My dad was obsessive about lettering ... wanted me...My dad was obsessive about lettering ... wanted me to print like a budding architect. But he had ATROCIOUS cursive. And mine gets worse by the day. Penmanship is a lovely art and I applaud those who are able to write legibly and beautifully AND express their thoughts clearly and creatively. But I'm a firm believer that it's the content that matters. <br /><br />Now who else out there wanted to punch mean Mr. Winkle in the nose? And are you serious about that name? Really?Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117074091978381955.post-71127496131564991302010-08-09T00:47:32.645-04:002010-08-09T00:47:32.645-04:00I thought I posted a comment, but I think it got l...I thought I posted a comment, but I think it got lost in the ether, guess it got googled up. Maybe the technology's not so hot after all.Alhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13356977067301290204noreply@blogger.com