Learning how to laugh
I wonder how I ever learned to laugh. When I was a child comedy was rare; nothing from my parents nor my siblings. I have my own funny bone that hardly count has humor. We did have a television with a single station populated for the main part by detectives and doctors and people on horseback. Cowboys. Much ado about nothing. However there was that one man I think they called him Red. He dressed oddly. He had a whole menagerie of characters. I was particularly drawn to Gertrude and Heathcliff which apparently were seagulls and I knew seagulls. They weren’t funny but his were. I think you can still watch him if you look around the Net. My textbooks in school again had nothing. We knew a lot about math and world geography and countries that we would never visit but no laughter, no jokes, even the teachers seemed to be devoid of laughter. Those were sadder times I guess.
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