The man in this picture is my dad, Ralph A Moehrke, talking on the phone to one of his birthday callers. February 18 he was 83. He probably kept a list of who called in his pocket packet. Take a closer look at the photo. Besides the nice looking cat on his lap, Remington or Remy for short, note the gap of his shirt pocket as if filled with something?
Yup. His pocket packet. He doesn’t leave home without one. He has even taken to making them for other people. My dad saves shards of paper because they are just right for a pocket packet. He finds them in junk mail, magazines, most anyplace he spots a usable piece of paper. You know those tear out cards in magazines? Rip them out, but find the empty half still in the last pages, ripe for the picking for a pocket packet note of importance.
What does he keep in his pocket packet? Dad writes down notes about where he finds things. One saying in my latest packet he attributed to seeing on the back of a man’s t-shirt. Sometimes, he clips things out of a magazine which he plucks from a dumpster, one of his other talents. Those quotes usually come with the source. Other times he may spot a clever saying on a billboard he drives by. He’s been known to pull over to write it down. He also makes them up–he’s very observant, funny, and curious. Here, let’s take a look.