Yesterday our eldest son and his wife came over for Thanksgiving dinner and we talked about conspiracy theories and end of the world predictions.
The National Enquire came up because they always had end of the world stories. In the 70s and 80s they were saying we were all going to die from Global Cooling.
After our company left I started thinking about Dear Dotti an advice colonist that wrote for the National Enquire. In the 70s, 80s and 90s she had a photo of her self with her advice columns - the photo looked like it was taken in the 50s.
Most of the advice she wrote contained a mention or 2 about how beautiful or youthful she was. So now I’m thinking that my fine butt and Dear Dotti have a lot in common – after 40 years it still looks beautiful and youthful and from this day forward my fine butt shall be know as a Dear Dotti Butt.
PS: Besides the butt thing I despised Dear Dotti because a lot of her advice was telling hurting people to go jump off a bridge and end their problem that’s not good advice and there is a chance someone might take it.

