JUST A WANDERING SALES COWBOY
Have you ever tried to sell merchandise in Brooks, Alberta and stayed in a motel in Three Hills? How about forgetting to use a radiator screen heading down from Banff to Calgary selling everything from frying pans, clothes pins to transistor radios, in a third-hand used V8, sure brings back many a memory. Gas was around thirty five cents an Imperial gallon, it’s true.
Depending desperately on that clutch going downhill, through Jasper, Lake Louise, all up and down the Rockies, what a view. The pristine air was truly heavenly, what a thrill. Then heading down to the prairie and all those insects having a great time making the radiator blow its cork and waving a quick goodbye. Ending up overnight in that old clunker in the middle of nowhere was kind a scary. Seems almost like yesterday, those years that have gone by, my my!
As we enter the twentieth year of the second millennium and driverless cars appear to become a new reality in the not too distant future, one cannot help ponder what commercials of the future will be ingrained in the psyche of tomorrow’s consumers. When they reach the golden years as seniors, how much will they fondly remember those popular shows that used to retain the past will reflect upon even more history. For those of us who were moulded by the many yesterdays, the following bit of a ditty might reprise a warm memory or two.