Most of you probably don’t remember Buffalo Bob’s shout out, but for me, it always signaled the start of some special social interaction; the fact that it was between marionettes, (a pre-teen cowboy, a half-seal/half-duck Flub-a-dub, a blustery, old curmudgeon and a Dilly-Dally), and an assortment of odd humans, (Bob, a voiceless, honking, clown, and two 1950‘s stereotypical Native Americans, Princess Summer-Fall-Winter-Spring and Chief Thunderthud), made it all the more compelling.  Although I have no marionettes to offer, the social interaction part is alive and well.  Last year, many of you were gracious enough to send your kind words and good wishes to my Mom, Dorothy, on the occasion of her 89th birthday. Well, hey, kids, it’s her 90th!!!  Her actual date of birth is the elusive 29th of February, but my siblings and I will be congregating in Detroit over the weekend to celebrate what she is calling her twenty-second-and-a-half.