2023-JAN-13-1600Hrs
My dear Rodney, You are terrible! I laughed out so loud at your last line that everyone around wanted to know what had tickled me. My response was " Only a Mausican would understand." Of course, I know of what you speak only from rumour. You may not know it , but we earned the name, "Kirkendale ladies."
That Mausica radio station would qualify as defamation of character. I recall hearing one night: "Calling KIrkendale! Calling Kirkendale! Hazel, send Garth home! " All the poor innocent man was doing was delivering or borrowing some records. Why all yuh so?
Making freshettes say, " I love you, Freddy, very, very much", to a frog, and even kissing the frog and acusing you of hurting Freddy's feelings if you refused to comply was emotional abuse. That is when education began to go downhill. I am not laughing, but do confess to some grinning.
And just imagine having a less- endowed sister recite, while doing stretching arm exercises," I must! I must! I must. I must increase my breast." I felt sorry for her.The women were just as bad at torture as the men. Mausica was a torture chamber during initiation. So why is nobody looking contrite? Today, I still regret making Morris Marshall sign up for La Sororitee. I also regret singing the calypso, Mamas without Papas, and thank Noel T. and Ken Parmarsad from rescuing me from the cut tail the gang of women had threatened to put on me that night. And we all know what contest the late Arthur Hume won. Oh! Mausica! What memories we have of you.
Hazel Thompson-Ahye 70
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