tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5011528072573771541.post6676222806196500703..comments2024-01-06T06:11:22.963-05:00Comments on Mary Kunz Goldman: The nut, at his nuttiestMary Kunz Goldmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02691118577179541037noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5011528072573771541.post-59062940042246779372019-12-15T13:45:51.274-05:002019-12-15T13:45:51.274-05:00I drive Metro bus and have known Ronnie for yrs. R...I drive Metro bus and have known Ronnie for yrs. Ron would always brighten my day when he rode my bus. Back when he was driving cab he would do a u turn on Elmwood ave and pull next to me just to say hi traffic be dammed. Miss ya buddy .Richhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13722236528205811672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5011528072573771541.post-749221961980177862008-05-02T18:39:00.000-04:002008-05-02T18:39:00.000-04:00You are so right!We have a few nuts in the family ...You are so right!<BR/>We have a few nuts in the family tree..<BR/>My Grandfather who collected mini flashlights and nail clippers..<BR/>My Aunt who made special cookies for her cat out of chicken liver..<BR/>The list is endless..<BR/>Michele JAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5011528072573771541.post-26693437947494421732008-04-24T01:16:00.000-04:002008-04-24T01:16:00.000-04:00This post reminded me of why I miss riding the bus...This post reminded me of why I miss riding the bus on a regular basis...when you climb aboard, you never know what may happen or what characters will cross your path.<BR/><BR/>Bus culture...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com