My grandfather, Sam, was stationed in England during WWII. He spent his time off in pubs, where he learned a few choice limericks (among other things.) He’d often recite these, and at a young age I began to repeat what I was hearing (there was no one around to tell me I couldn’t). Let’s see.., there was “The man from Nantucket”.. everybody knows that one. Then there’s the “Dundee / Ape in a tree” one above, (which, btw, doesn’t have a pretty ending). And who could forget the “Woman from Hazelhurst” who, ‘when she would wee she would whistle first..’ which, ends with her bladder bursting. Sam would always make a very dramatic sound effect at the end. ”Bing Bam BOOm and her bladder burst!” There were others as well.. It’s been a few years since Sam passed on, he’s forever in my heart. Thank you for the limericks and much more, Grandpa!
The High Line today, facing south somewhere between 24th and 25th Street.