I suppose his friends must have done this to him. Note that he was reading the Thresher when it happened.
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.
Wow. Tough enough to pick up a ? baby alligator? by the tail? Barefoot. Wow, again.
Not an alligator, a small iguana, but not big enough to eat. They really are quite tasty.
And here I was, thinking that you were in Hawaii…
Costa Rica is a lot closer!
A certain Wall of Voodoo song comes to mind …
He was reading the September 11, 1958, issue of the Thresher (http://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth231091/m1/1/) . (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.)
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.