Friday Afternoon Follies: Buried Alive

I suppose his friends must have done this to him. Note that he was reading the Thresher when it happened.

Guy on couch c early 60s

Bonus Folly: And here is the reason I’m so happily married.


Not only is he good looking, Mr. Rice History Corner is also just as inquisitive as I am.

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8 Responses to Friday Afternoon Follies: Buried Alive

  1. Wow. Tough enough to pick up a ? baby alligator? by the tail? Barefoot. Wow, again.

  2. Grungy says:


  3. mjthannisch says:

    Not an alligator, a small iguana, but not big enough to eat. They really are quite tasty.

  4. Grungy says:

    And here I was, thinking that you were in Hawaii…

  5. James Medford says:

    A certain Wall of Voodoo song comes to mind …

  6. almadenmike says:

    He was reading the September 11, 1958, issue of the Thresher ( . (I could make out enough of the headline to search for it: At first “is new” & “to men” .. then I added “advisor” which found it.)

  7. mjthannisch says:

    When I was starting my iguana farm, I got a lot of information from Costa Rica on Iguana farming. A lady from Germany was in charge of that project. She later went to Panama, and sadly I don’t know were she is now, but she was most helpful.

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