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Originally Posted by graciegirl
 I am waving and blowing kisses back to you. Of course we should ALL wave. I can't wait to move down there and be part of the new.........WAVE!
Looking for my waving icon....Where is that danged thing?!?
Gracie Girl and group. I.E. Husband Henry, daughter Helene (She will be coming with us, you will love her,) and cats Mikey and Hershey. Please don't any of you be allergic. I want to cook Ohio Johhny Marzetti and have you all over for dinner. WAVING!
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GG,
If we two Buckeyes ever meet up, I will tell you a story about Johnny Marzetti. Not here. Not now. Not because the story is rated R or anything. It is because the story would reveal one of Boomer's secrets. (Do I need help or what? I am beginning to refer to myself in third person.)
But I can tell you and everybody else a story about waving.
Remember the 70's when we were all so darned cute. Well, my car was cute, too. It was a Triumph. When I bought it, used, somebody told me that I could end up having to put out for a British Leland Motors mechanic.
I loved that little car.
But at the time there was protocol on the road, here in my part of Ohio anyway.
I guess there had been a time when all sportscar drivers waved to one another.
But by the time I was one, the protocol had changed.
The one in the less expensive sportscar had to wave first.
Well, I was pretty busy waving first to Porsches and Jags, no matter what their number, and pretty much everybody else. I was never sure what to do though when I met an MG. So I just waved anyway.
So what I am starting to wonder as I read this thread is whether some of those sportscar drivers that I was waving to first in the 70's are in TV. Well, if they are down there and are being quite snotty and full of themselves, they may want to consider getting over it.
Sam is right.
Boomer wav