My oldest brother Jimmy and I were talking on the phone the other day and we got on the subject of spanking, or whuppin’s, as we called them in the South. We both agreed that in our house you quickly learned the difference between being whupped and being spanked. It was easy — Daddy whupped. Mama spanked.
From the time I could run, my personal policy regarding child punishment was: If you can catch me, you can punish me. To avoid one of Mama’s spankings, I would go running and slide under my bed so I would be out of the reach of her belt.
Gov. Scott Walker became the first governor to survive a recall election. Walker campaigned against public sector union collective bargaining excesses when he ran for governor in 2010. He won. His legislative initiative to rein in those abuses was no surprise. Neither was the vengeance with which the unions went against his legislative agenda and, when it passed, him as well. Interestingly, as soon as the recall petitions were certified, the unions campaigned against Walker on everything but collective bargaining.
Wednesday, Feb. 29, was a special milepost in my life. I finally could tear up the learner’s permit which I have been using to operate a motor vehicle for the past 48 years. I reached my 16th birthday and instead of making me wait another year, they “grandfathered” me and awarded my real driver’s license.
Good story, but way too much gray hair to be believable. I was born on Leap Year, though, so hitting my real age of 64 was less painful!