George Burns was loved for his humor and wisdom

This Just In...

March 11, 1996|By DAN RODRICKS

Playing the title role in "Oh, God!" in 1977, George Burns confirmed what Earl Weaver and every Oriole fan on Earth already knew: "My last miracle was the '69 Mets." . . . G.B. was beloved for his humor -- my brother called just two weeks ago, in stitches over a "Burns & Allen" video -- but I always liked the little big man's doses of grandpa wisdom. "Listen, kid," he once said. "If you can fall in love with what you're going to do for a living, you got it made."

Rejecting bullets, not butts

The 1995-96 Washington Bullets yearbook features a look back at Baltimore days and the likes of Gus Johnson and Wes Unseld. Baltimore attorney and sports fan Chuck Bernstein got a kick out of it, and said so in a letter to Susan O'Malley, president of the current team. Bernstein also said this:

"A further source of pleasure to me is that when I finish reading the yearbook, a secretary takes it home to her two young sons, who are intense Bullets' fans.

"However, I was saddened to see that prominently spread over the inside cover and page 1 was a Marlboro ad. The basketball team is abandoning a name that goes back 50 years because of a tangential, at best, connection to urban violence. Isn't the clear and known danger that cigarettes present far more dangerous to our young children, particularly when placed within a glossy publication highlighting their heroes?"

Excellent point, counsel.

Cranberries, chili sauce

Our on-the-scene correspondent and official food taster, Joey Amalfitano, has a choice leftover from last week's election night party at the Dizzy Pleasure Club in Dundalk -- Kathleen Linderman and her classic specialty: cranberry meatballs.

"The Dizzy had the feel of a social supper," Joey reports. "There were fine baked goods, food platters and beer in one of the most fascinating clubs around, started in 1935, according to board member Hops Heinlein. Hops says, 'They looked around back then, saw a bunch of dizzy guys, and said let's call it the Dizzy P.C.' Hops is a friendly retired trucker and a stepper of note, a real dancing machine.

"Now, about Mrs. Linderman's cranberry meatballs. They just about knocked me out. This wonderful lady told me she makes the spheres in the usual manner with good ground beef. The sauce is the kicker: 1 can of whole cranberries, 1 jar of chili sauce and some other ingredients including brown sugar. But, look, I lost part of the recipe. So, Dan, please have Mrs. Linderman mail it in so we can pass her excellent contribution to Western civilization along to your readers. You won't regret this."

High-rent district

Great. Just great. The city's Police Academy had to move out of the former Colts training complex in Owings Mills by March 1 to make room for our new football team. So, moving on the fast track, the city bought the vacant Signet Bank Operations Center on Guilford Avenue for $2.25 million and moved its police training facility there. Settlement is scheduled for April Fool's Day. In the meantime, the city is leasing the building from the bank -- for $29,315. Which is an outrageous one-month rent for an empty downtown office building, if you ask me, and roughly what it would cost to pay one cop for one year. But why quibble?

Eddie's revisited

Here's a follow-up to the February 21 column on Lewis Greenberg's decision to sell Eddie's Supermarket at Dundalk Avenue and O'Donnell Street. Greenberg cited a number of reasons for his exit, but crime was foremost among them. Dan Henson, the city's housing commissioner, believes crime problems in O'Donnell Heights, near Greenberg's store, predated his agency's relocation of tenants there from inner-city high-rises. "I spoke with Lew Greenberg a few times during his ruminations over whether to close [his store] or not," Henson says. "I really felt for him, although neither of us could define the specific reason for the decline of his business."

Bits and pieces

Hey, bargain hunters: The annual bazaar at the John Booth Senior Center, 229 1/2 S. Eaton St. in Highlandtown, runs all week. . . . Great piece on post-prison Mike Tyson in this month's Men's Journal . . Man-watchers are hereby advised of an exhibit of Ruth Pettus's up-close-and-personal paintings at Galerie Francoise, Green Spring Station. . . . You gotta love Western Maryland College's new charge: "Think Dangerously."

Parking plaint

A TJI reader gripes:

"Presumably, patrons of the Downtown Athletic Club go there for exercise. But a good many risk car accidents to get parking spots on the front lot instead of parking on the back lot, which requires them to walk almost a whole half-block to the club lobby. Drivers in the front, one-way, one-lane lot will block traffic; they'll wait forever, too, even when there is no sign anyone is about to leave the place. They'll throw their cars into reverse to follow people heading to parked cars. Ridiculous. I suppose some people might not want to park along the back (Guilford Avenue) after dark. But this goes on at all times of day!"

This Just In appears each Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Contact Dan Rodricks at The Sun, 501 N. Calvert St., Baltimore 21278, or by calling 332-6166.

Pub Date: 3/11/96

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