tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264664035215127547.post6158961266147049100..comments2024-03-28T03:13:09.436-05:00Comments on The Reluctant Blogger: Wing to wingHENRY KISORhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12366450710995335659noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264664035215127547.post-42493219184395569052008-09-20T10:54:00.000-05:002008-09-20T10:54:00.000-05:00Walter Mitty, who was a kid in the 1920s, flew Sop...Walter Mitty, who was a kid in the 1920s, flew Sopwith Camels. I didn't come along till the 1940s, so I flew Mustangs instead. My sons flew Phantoms. Today's small boys doubtless fly Raptors.<BR/><BR/>Fantasies change with technologies.HENRY KISORhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12366450710995335659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264664035215127547.post-6799197507803779532008-09-20T09:10:00.000-05:002008-09-20T09:10:00.000-05:00What? Your fantasy is too modern; No Sopwith Camel...What? Your fantasy is too modern; No Sopwith Camel and chasing the Red Baron with your silk scarf and leather helmet?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264664035215127547.post-6308462094874502362008-09-20T07:22:00.000-05:002008-09-20T07:22:00.000-05:00Yup. Isn't it sad?Ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa...Yup. Isn't it sad?<BR/><BR/><I>Ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa...</I>HENRY KISORhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12366450710995335659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264664035215127547.post-65153165905139013622008-09-20T06:02:00.000-05:002008-09-20T06:02:00.000-05:00You are so puerile.You are so puerile.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com