Editor’s note: We’re looking “in our rearview” to bring you some of our favorite stories, columns and items from Land Line’s 40-year-history. This week, we bring you a 2010 report from columnist Bill Hudgins, who reports that his old friend Rufus Sideswipe has found the true meaning of Thanksgiving.
It was the Saturday before Thanksgiving, and my friend and ace gearjammer Rufus Sideswipe had just parked his vintage Corn Binder for a week at home when Mrs. Rufus came bustling out of the house, carrying a suitcase.
“I’ve got to go to my sister’s,” she called to Rufus, who was relieved to hear he wasn’t being ditched again. “Her house is getting a makeover on that new TV show ‘Clutter Decontam’ – you know the one sponsored by Clorox bleach and the EPA? Anyway, she needs moral support.
“And you need to get the house ready for Thanksgiving, because it’s your family coming over. I’ll be back Thursday morning. Your list is on the kitchen counter. Bye!”
Her car was already in the street before Rufus could choke out,
"Huh?” When he finally processed what Mrs. R had said, he thought,
"What could be so hard? She never seems that busy.”