The Things We Remember

My grandfather once told me a joke when I was younger. I wouldn’t be able to tell you exactly when, but let’s say it was 20 years ago or more now. I don’t remember anything of the joke at all except the punchline:

Pardon me, Roy. Is that the cat that chewed your new shoes?

Obviously it was a groaner, although if you’re younger than 40 you may not understand.

This line pops into my head with some frequency, still, all these years later. I don’t know why, but it does remind me that my grandfather was a wonderful, gentle man, and that’s not bad at all.