My lifetime record at summer carnivals and amusement parks has been mighty impressive — as excerpts from my diary attest:
June 17, 1916. Heaved baseballs— three for a dime—at man who stuck his head through hole in canvas. Hit him on 23rd try. Proprietor said I would pitch for the Red Sox when I grew up, and gave me a cigar. I gave it to dad when he got home. Dad gave it to the postman.
Aug. 23, 1928. Tossed hoops at Beavers’ Carnival in attempt to ring valuable clocks, fountain pen sets, lamps, etc. Ringed pack of gum on 3()th attempt ($3). Proprietor said I had a phenomenally keen eye.
July 7, 1933. Took Sue on tunnelof - love ride at Daredevil Park. No dice, but prospects good for next time.
July 11, 1933. Sue announced engagement to rising young stockbroker. Oh well, you can’t win ’em all.
Aug. 14, 1959. Took daughter and two of her high-school classmates to carnival. Very pretty girls. Tested strength on mallet-and-bell machine, and came within five feet of bell on 11th try. Girls absolutely flabbergasted. Said it was amazing for a man of my age.
Aug. 15, 1959. Good news! The doc says my back should be OK if I stay in bed for two weeks.
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