....after a word from the Ketchup Advisory Board.
TR: It was a small town like any other small town, a place where people walked in without knocking and answered each other's telephones, a place where every Christmas people decorated their houses with lights and went door to door caroling and got candle way down the fronts of their coats. And then one year, something happened. Evergreens turned brown. Bluejays tried to fly south. When the choir sang the Hallelujah Chorus, the audience did not stand up. And people thought, "Maybe we're not getting enough ketchup." So they put ketchup on their Christmas turkey, and pretty soon, everything was back to normal. Paperboys started whistling again. There were snowball fights. People got out their toboggans and went sliding even though it was perfectly flat. Ketchup: All the best that a ketchup can be.
GK: A message from the Ketchup Advisory Board.
©1996 BY GARRISON KEILLOR