(xx) A Letter from Aunt Bess - Listen Please

Well sir, it's late afternoon as we enter the small house halfway up on the next block now. And here in the living room we find all our friends assembled. Mr. Fletcher Rush, Sade's Amy Balanco, is with us today and we hear him saying, likely you've never knew Ray Sproulter, Vic.

No, you couldn't have because he passed away at 19-aught too. That was before you were born. You did not. February 14th, Ray Sproulter passed away. I was very much born in 1902. I was a big husky guy eating three hearty meals a day and impritting the oogling the pretty girls. That's what I say. All right, tell us. Anyway, Ray

Spauger invented the electric toothpick and it was a terrible failure. I'm ready to read Betty's letter on coflecher. People were afraid to use it. Apprehensibly they'd get hurt. I never blamed them. Half-word electric toothpick was a dangerous looking do funny. I know I wouldn't and put it in my mouth was sort of an oversized darning needle.

And when you turned on the juice, it went, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab. You can take that business away from me, Ray. I says, if I get something in my tooth, I'll use a plain wood tooth thing.

Did he take it to Washington, DC, and get a patent on it? He passed away, Rossel, honey. He passed away February 14, 1982, before your papa was born. I was born in 1992. Very sad.

I wasn't born in 1992. I mean, that wasn't the year of my birth. I was born prior to 1992. I was born in New York. Very sad. Very sad. Very sad. I fought a good deal of Ray.