Old Codgers

We sit in the Kozy Kitchen eating a late breakfast in Myrtle Point, Oregon.  Three old codgers in a booth behind us discuss buying property.  It must be out of town. It must be so big that no one can see you.  Most importantly, it must have a bomb shelter. The merits of various designs are discussed. They get up to leave. They are all walking with canes. Paula and I decide that we will hold hands and face the bright flash of light.

Lyndon Johnson's Political campaign ad from 1964.