New Britain herald., 1928-01-28
ANDY CAUGHT
 IN VIOLENT WIND
Had Tough Time With His
 FIVVer he Other Night

Dear Mary Ann:
 No doubt you felt the heavy wind,
 the other night and heard people
 tell how their houses was shaken st
 much they was rocked to sleep (ol
 outa sleep) and wondered wheth,
 CT 1t was safer to remain under the
 blankets or seek shelter in the eel
 lar or some place that didn't seem
 as though it was gonna topple owe, any minute.
 A guy named Ray Morrill, told me
 he went to bed late Tuesday night
 Cor maybe 1t was Wed. mornins) and was dreaming he was out ir the middle of tho ocean in a TOW boat, whsd he was suddenly awak. ened by the roof of a chicken coop crashing against his bedroom win. dow. Being startled. he wasn't surs whether 1t was an earthquake or somebody rocking the boat. Any ways he takes no chances on being caught in . storm and grabs broom which happened to be handy and uses 1t for an oar and begins row. ing for the shore. He woke up feel ing as foolish as an old maid caught In the act Of reading 8 love story.
 My flivver and me was coming home from an outa town lodge meet ing and had all I could do to pre- vent the hivver from doing side loop-the, loops, not to mention spiral turns. The wind had more force be- hind 1t than 8 hard working pile driver and as much respect for a 'flivver as q brick has for an antique vase. The wind came in guests, my breath in short pants, with my ton- sils getting the full benefit. My nerves was on edge and more than once the flivver was on the edge of the road. Each minute I thought the flivver would leave the road and do a Lindbergh for a cross-country flight.
 At times the flivver would ereak and groan. and then stall helplessly. Then again it would act like 1t was on its way home from wild party and make me wonder if the bimbo at the last filling station where I'd stopped had fed it raw meat, instead of gas and oil. tied one end ol towrope to q couple of heavy auto jacks and the other end to the steering wheel and then heaved the Jacks overheard, as I figured that any extra weight, no matter how small. would help to keep the flivver where 1t belonged and right side up.
 The wind blew the side curtains, patches and all. inside out (the tires didn't need any help, they'd already blown themselves out) and then started on the top. First a small rent appeared, then another and an- other, until they was enough to make an apartment. The rents be- came dissatisfied with conditions in general and sought a new lease as a furious gust removes the top, rents and all. with hardly a struggle,
 A billboard. advertising Miracle Soap. the soap with a future" left its moorings. traveled a short dis tance and then stopped suddenly, but not until 1t hd slapped the face of the fiivyer radiator and bruised the license plate. The fivver was knocked back on its launches but struggled gamely to regain its feet q mean wheels) and once more face the perilous winds and all that came with it. which was plenty.
 A large bathtub, which had been decorating the front porch of house under construction got tired waiting for the plumbers who had evidently forgotten it and was awk- wardly trying 10 execute the diffi- cult steps of Black Bottom or The wind. bowling glee- fully, decided that more action was necessary for success and suddenly took q hand, sending it end over end, bottom side up and top side down, careening down the road, mar rowly missing my front fender and collapsing weakly after 1t had de- livered a vicious jab to a telephone pole.
 The bathtub had its wild ride and paid heavily for it, now being in such a shape that nobody excepting a contortionist could ever expect to find it useful again. I was so inter ested in the wreck of the bath tub that I didn't notice the derby hat that came bouncing down the road until it performed a handspring onto the left headlight. l gets out, grabs the running-b board and strug- gles hand over hand until I reaches the headlight, removes all of the derby excepting the brim, and once more gets two streams of light.
 We'll, after what seemed ages the wind dies down a little. pulls up the anchor and finally reaches home. the flivver with its batter cd radiator, the top gone. tires fiat and the brim of the derby hat pull ed jauntily over one of its lights, looked the worse for wear and re- something that the kid next door dragged home without knowing what 1t was.
 Yours most respectful.
 ANDY DALE.
 Gets Two Stars