Cousin Rastislav Wronski (โRRโ), for obvious reasons, went by the moniker โRailroadโ during his all too brief association with the Fab Four. Alas, if not for a change to Daylight Savings Time and a broken alarm clock, an historic groundbreaking session would have been laid down, and it would be the Fab โFiveโ that we all would come to know and love so well. Rastislav slept through Sergeant Pepper. Making a play for the wife of one of the group also didnโt help; just to say that it was an Oh, No!
While he couldnโt sing worth a damn, vocally he could produce any soundโanimal vegetable, or mineral. A full range, from grass growing to The Big Bang. Need we say more.
But, there is more. With Rastislav, there always is*. He had quite the career. As Time Magazine coined it, โubiquitronicโ. Too many to mention; just a few. Emerald prospecting in Brazil. Cashew farming in Tuscany. Wind miller in The Netherlands. Perfumer in Paris. Life guard in a mikvah (impeccable integrity, that one). It would come as no surprise to the family Wronski to learn that he was even a deck hand on a submarine.
Thatโs Railroad. Chugging through life.
*Cousin Rastislav is enjoying his retirement these days at a rustic cabin on some isolated island in New Hampshire. He has taken up big scale sculpture, carving out larger than life sized bears out of old fallen trees. We hear that one is on order for the Rose Garden; you know where.
Is there any stopping that freight train?
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