[Disclaimer: I loved Welch’s Grape Juice as a boy and I still drink it today: grapes grown here in America by local farmers.]
Here my memory has played a trick on me. I could’ve sworn the “valley of fatigue” commercials were for Geritol, but it turns out they were for Welch’s Grape Juice. I do remember us kids warning each other about the perils of the Valley of Fatigue.
The commercial is from 1960, and Welch’s is still going strong.
Speaking of fatigue, this morning it’s 20 degrees outside, which strikes me as cold. But I saw a man coming out of the supermarket wearing short shorts and flip-flops–no socks, no shoes, no cover for bare legs and bare feet. Am I turning into one of those old men who can never get warm, or was this guy some kind of nut?
I guess if it sells grape juice, that’s what matters. I love grape juice, but it’s about as sugary as soda pop, maybe even more. I can’t remember the last time I had any.
How about Geritol? Gotta stay out of the Valley of Fatigue, you know.
True. I actually find that if I avoid sweets, the Valley of fatigue avoids me.
I see people around here dressed like that (undressed, that is) in the dead of winter. Always makes me wonder if they have somehow numbed their feelings, are they “on” something, trying to impress people how tough they are? Makes me shiver just seeing them.
Actually, after our week of subzero temperatures, 20 almost seems like a heat wave. And we’ve gone all the way up to 29 this afternoon. But I’m still wearing my winter coat, scarf, and woolly hat. We’re supposed to cycle through the 40s tomorrow and Monday, and then head back down into the single digits again by the end of the week. Ah, central Ohio! ya gotta love it.
As for grape juice, I used to like Kedem grape juice, which usually shows up in the kosher sections of supermarket. It isn’t as sweet as the other brands.
As I substituted in the public schools during the arctic vortex, many of the kids come to class in shorts and a t-shirt while I am all bundled up.
After a week of radiation treatments I met with my doctor who wanted to know how I was doing. I told him I used to be a high-energy person but now I feel like an old man. Maybe I have fallen into the valley of fatigue. Bu all I need to do is drink a glass of Welch’s grape juice and I will be able t run a mile 🙂
Courage! You’ll get your oomph back when the treatments are over.
“Am I turning into one of those old men who can never get warm, or was this guy some kind of nut?” Both? Welch’s Grape Juice has always been my favorite. Still drink it. Still buy Welsh’s Grape Jam, but it’s not the same; it’s more like jelly now, but with peanut butter, the flavor still comes through. Back to the weather – I mean “atmospheric cancer.” “In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger, something better, pushing right back.” Albert Camus
Guess I’d better get back on the basketball court before I lose my luster.