Dana, Tucson, Arizona
Growing up in Rhode Island in the fifties, I was of course a huge fan of Salty's Shack. Loved the Popeye cartoons, among other things, and of course thought Jeff was, next to Rin Tin Tin and Lassie, the smartest dog that had ever lived. My father was an insurance adjuster and had to go out and look at Salty's car after he had been involved in a minor accident. He asked "The Old Salt" if he could bring me along and was told, "Certainly." I wasn't told where we were going or whom we were about to see. Needless to say when Salty AND Jeff came out of the house where we stopped, I just about lost it! I got to pet Jeff and shake Salty's hand. It's a memory that has stayed with me for over fifty years and I'll never forget it!
Thanks Salty and thanks Dad.
Received via email, March 9, 2007.