I’m happy to share with you this edition of Tosa Connection. From our Summer Blockbuster Movie preview cover story to the spotlight on the terrific work that our volunteers do at Tosa Cares, I’m proud of the coverage we provide in this issue. Please enjoy cover-to-cover and we encourage you to share your copy with a friend who may not receive the magazine directly in their mailbox. Businesses and caregivers might leave Tosa Connection available in the lobby or waiting area for visitors to enjoy. Distribute as you see fit!
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I am fondly remembering that first “D.I.S.T.R.O.” vehicle we ever purchased for the Onion, way back in 1991. I had found us a great deal in Milwaukee at a postal vehicle auction and was set to try to drive it back to Madison, alone. There was so much play in the old girl’s steering that I threw-out my shoulder. Continuing this classic college scene, a group of art students were later painting the truck at my apartment, and we covered enough of the driveway and yard to get me tossed from the building when the lease was up. But that’s another story altogether.
We drove that truck right until she “threw a rod” halfway from Madison to Urbana-Champaign, IL. It served us well, and helped us to spread our paper.
Now, I prefer to rely on the USPS in a very different, yet important way. I do miss the art students in my yard, though.