Monday, July 28, 2008
When I lived in Philly during the early 80's there were at least three fellas who woke up each morning and dressed themselves up as Benjamin Franklin. Only one them, I believe, was paid to do so. He had a very nice costume, paid for by the National Park Service which manages Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell attraction. The others, thought they WERE Benjamin Franklin. I thought it would be funny if they got into a street fight. I dreamed of seeing the Ben Franklin scuffle splashed across the front page of the Philadelphia Inquirer.
If there is one guy who dresses up as a raccoon every evening, I figure that there must be another out there somewhere. At least one of them probably thinks he/she IS a raccoon.
Golly, I could go for a cheesesteak right now.