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Jackpine Jolly

Too Tall, Big Fall

His name was Roger Brooks, but we just called him Jolly.  We called him Jolly partially because of “Jolly Roger” and partially because the Jolly Green Giant was popular in those days and Jolly was a little over 6 feet 7 inches tall, and partially because everybody had nicknames in our insular, motorcycle-motivated society – my best friend for instance, Lee Walter “The Duck” Griesheimer.   Duck was five feet four.  Looking at Jolly and Duck as they stood side by side could make you dizzy.

1 comment to Jackpine Jolly

  • cread

    This was almost as funny now as it was back then. It should be said,(if it wasn’t), that many a person started many a Jackpine and never once crossed the finish line….., and most of us never got as far as the starting line. But all of us could feel for Jolly. Boy, if it happened, it happened to either Jolly, or Duck. And I wouldn’t have it any other way! Thank goodness someone lived to tell about it.

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