Hong Kong Phooey lunch pale

Sports writer Joe Posnanski has started Stuff That’s Gone, “a work-in-progress glossary of some outdated stuff that once mattered to people of [his] generation.” (He’s 41 years old.)
I carried a Hong Kong Phooey lunch pale to grade school for two years. I don’t recall if that was the one that my mother ran over in the driveway after the dog escaped the house. Mom, please clarify in the comments.

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  1. My brother carried his lunch in a Fat Albert lunch box each day. That was the greatest artifact created by man since the Renaissance, in my humble opinion.

  2. Hey! It was a very bad morning the day I backed over “Hong Kong Phooey.” There was a lot of pressure to get Doug and I to school, Sarahbeth to daycare, and the damn dog in the house! I often think of that morning…sometimes I laugh out loud, sometimes I feel sad about the lunchbox. And…I’m not sure Doug ever got a lunch that day. Seems he may have taken a smashed sandwich.

    I apologize to you Doug….and I hope he has forgiven me. By now he will have had many similar mornings in his own house!!

    mama

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