RIP Lil' Oscar
It was always about this time of year-- one day in early to late Spring-- that my grammar school hallways would fill with the smell of steaming buns and boiling hot dogs. At lunch we'd line up for Oscar Meyer hot dogs, twenty-five cents a piece, then filter out onto the playground and wait for the Oscar Meyer Wiener Mobile to arrive. Lil' Oscar would jump out, wave to the crowd of nitrate-bloated kids, and we'd file past the Wiener mobile to receive our very own Oscar Meyer Wiener Whistles, a constant annoyance to parents, teachers and neighborhood dogs.
Lil' Oscar, George Molchan, dead at the age of 82.
h/t Barking Moonbat Early Warning System