Words could not express the joy that Spud
felt when he was leafing through the Travel section of his local newspaper
and came across a feature on Boston.
It appeared in the article that the city
had named a prominent hill in the city after his childhood idol: Archie
Bunker. No doubt as a great sign of respect for a man who left an indelible
mark on the social fabric of the United States
and Canada. Eager to
pay his respects, the tater packed up and caught the next available
flight to Beantown.
As the potato passed through the chaotic
road system of downtown Boston, he learned more about the tribute from
his taxi driver. Spud found that they had erected a great stone ellipse
similar to the Washington monument at the site, and a small interpretive
museum as well. 'Wow' the tuber remarked, considering the great
speed in which the city had orchestrated the memorial, so soon after
the actor's untimely death.
The tuber's anticipation reached a crescendo
when the taxi arrived at the foot of the immaculately manicured hill.
The potato sprung from the car and ran to the placard at the base of
the great ellipse. Sadly, there was no mention of Archie Bunker nor
of his loving dingbat Edith. The Bunker Hill monument was a war memorial
and the only 'meathead' there was Spud.