Two or three times a year, Metro Scene includes an item saying how lovely and terrific Washington is climatically. This is it for the current cycle.
The midday temperature yesterday was mild, the air was crystal clear, the sky was a true blue, the sidewalk cafes (with patronage sensitive to weather extremes) were full, the parks were chockablock with sunbathers and, as a customer asked a bank teller, "Aren't you sorry you're stuck inside?"
Could you think of a pleasanter place to be? Memories
My column noting that America's No. 1 Heel is being given up by the O'Sullivan Corp. of neighboring Winchester, Va., brought this response from Marion Holland of Chevy Chase:
"I remember the O'Sullivan ads from way, way back. They were always the same, in magazines, on streetcar 'car cards,' or on outdoor billboards.
"Across the top they said: 'O'Sullivan's rubber heels.' Across the bottom, always in quotes: 'Absorb the Jolts and Jars that tire you out.' In between they always showed a gent's foot and leg, from about midshin down, striding briskly along in a shoe reheeled by O'Sullivan. I think the 'No. 1 Heel' ads must have come later, after the secondary meaning of 'heel' had worked its way into common usage."
Holland added a point, to which Metro Scene yells "Amen!":
"Under whichever slogan, O'Sullivan's departure is just one more illustration of what ails the country today. You aren't supposed to have anything mended or repaired; you're supposed to throw it away and get a new one," most likely from Asia. Square's Heyday
Another reader, Donald Lief of Bethesda, a 50-year resident of the area, writes:
"Your column on the Parkside Hotel demolition prompts me to remind you that the abutting Franklin Square had an overlooked role. In all the controversy about free speech in Lafayette Square opposite the White House , it was never pointed out that Franklin Square served as Washington's Hyde Park for many years.
"Sunday afternoon was the best time to check out the soapboxers and to engage in polemics or good old heckling. The range of issues and personalities was exotic." Long-Distance Banking
Beware of thinking you're "riding the float," that you have time to spare, when cashing a check in a distant place.
My bank statement just arrived, and endorsements on one canceled check show that it was cashed at noontime on a Wednesday at a bank branch in Menlo Park, Calif., processed that night by the bank's central office in San Francisco, moved on Thursday through a bank in Detroit -- one wonders: how and why Detroit? -- then passed on Friday through the Baltimore branch of the Federal Reserve Bank of Richmond and was cleared that same day by my bank in Alexandria. All in two days!
In this instance, adequate funds were in the account. But it's instructive that when I send credit card payments to Richmond and they're deposited in a branch of the same bank I deal with in Alexandria, it usually involves a day or two longer than my California transaction took.