Lansingville, My Wife, and Me
Forty years ago this month my wife and I got engaged. We were marrying young by today’s standards. She was barely 20 and I was 21. We met at Ohio State where we were both on blind dates with other people. Back in the day, the dormitories were still sex segregated. Guys were only allowed in the lobby of the women’s dorms. Women had to be out of the guy’s dorms by midnight and the doors were locked. There may have been rioting in the street, but Ohio State was still operating under 1940 rules. The dorms still had maid service. Can you imagine that today? Tracey Winbush is a friend of mine, and this past week she asked me to be a guest on her radio talk show Tracey and Friends (WSOM AM600 M-F 12:00-3:00). We were talking about fracking, and I learned that this fat white guy can talk for three hours about a subject I know nothing about. That’s why I am a lawyer and in politics. At any rate, the studio is located on Simon Road off Midlothian by Schwebel’s Bakery. Fo