Each Thursday, your Crap Archivist brings you the finest in forgotten and bewildering crap culled from area basements, thrift stores, estate sales and flea markets. I do this for one reason: Knowledge is power.
With its elegant cursive and impersonal rhymes, this mid-'40s autograph book offers a peek into the polite days before HAGS, "Keep rocking!" and "Don't you hate it when somebody writes in your crack?" Back then, autograph-givers knew better than to waste their time penning heartfelt expressions of just what the autograph-receiver meant to them.
Instead, they preferred to be remembered decades later for their shopworn doggerel:
If you see a monkey sitting in a treeThat's so potent a rhyme that, fifty pages later, Jane M. wrote it, too.
Pull the tail and think of me.
"Moe"
Albert Landgean
"Charlie--Some include cute testimonials to how long their friendships will endure, like "yours till kitchen sinks" or "yours till a board walks":
Out the window
Hangs a rope
Waiting for you
and Marian to elope.
-- Conrad"
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wait, your saying a guy named johnny from staten island was racist? stop the presses!
Would not be a california chick. We gave (still do)our public schools names--George Washington Elementary School, Dewey Middle School, Obama Junior High School. No PS # stuff for us!
Better look to the southland of Kansas and the great city of Richmond for those chink excluders....
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