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Jan. 4, 1961: AN ACCOMPLISHED STREET SCAVENGER known as Slim is confident that 1961 is going to be a good year. In his rounds he always fingers public telephone coin return slots. Not long ago, he hit more than 100 phones before finding one dime. On his first try of the new year Monday he hit a jackpot — $1.35. He figures some drunk left it there. DEAR ABBY: I've been married to a good-looking truck driver for 10 years. I am not the suspicious type but listen to this: The other night he came off the road with two long scratches on his left hip. They were fairly deep scratches, yet neither his shorts nor trousers were ripped. When I asked how this happened…. |
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