I’m Popeye the Sailor Man. Or a dinosaur.
Playing golf on Thursday, my friends noted that my persistently awful tee shot probably has something to do with my arms. “You have Popeye arms,” one of them said. “What…
My band of real life super heroes
Here is a list of some of my stranger super powers: I haven’t thrown up since the riding on the Music Express at Rocky Point Amusement Park in 1982. I…
