Some Stories From Ernie & Barbara Krubsack

Among the stories from K.I.Sawyer I'd like to tell this one. On a winter afternoon, Hell every afternoon was Winter, several of us neighbors were out shoveling our sidewalks and parking spaces. We looked across the street and saw Pat Hoffman shoveling hers. Being nice guys we crossed the street and helped shovel hers. When it was cleaned off someone asked if Joe was flying or on alert. "No" Pat replied, "he is on the couch sleeping." Nice going Joe you sleep while we shovel.

I remember when we arrived in Hawaii and were given temporary lodging assistance, we ended up in the same motel on Waikiki beach. Because you guys were such terrors you had the first floor and we were above you on the fourth floor. One of our first purchases was a blender from the Navy PX and a Honda motorcycle to get around as our cars would not arrive for several weeks. Happy hour started when I would drop several ice cubes from our fourth floor balcony on to the table of your patio. Loud crash, Your family would rush up and we would make daiquiris and Mai Ties. Those were the days.