From the September 1955 magazine.

A Conversation

"What are you smiling about?"


"You can't just smile about nothing."

"Well, I am!"

"Come now, that doesn't make sense."

"Oh, I don't know. It feels awfully good. What are YOU so serious about? Has the roof caved in?"

"No, I don't think I'm serious about anything in particular."

"Well, does that make sense? You say I may not smile at nothing, and yet you can be serious about nothing at all."

"That really doesn't make sense, does it? I think you've got the best of the deal at that."

"Well, now I HAVE something...

-- The Golden Gater