It was in the 60s, my Mikey and I were in Dey Bros. Dept. Store. You know how there are the odd occasions in your life when you start to say something and want to stop but the mouth is engaged and the brain can only sit back and wait for the fall out? This was one of those days. Michael was looking at pens … he loved pens (when he died, I found hundreds of them in his home office). Unknown to him, I had slipped off to another department. It was a sweet elderly clerk who approached him from the side and not me as he turned toward her with fountain pen held high and said, “How would you like to take a ride around the room on this, Dearie?” What happened next was my being lifted almost off my feet and pulled out the door to Salina St. I doubt that Granny grasped the innuendo but if she did surely her days were numbered!!!!