Happy Birthday to Chris and Al.

My younger brother turns 55 today. Happy Birthday Christopper John!

This is not a picture of my brother,

That is a picture of former White Sox pitcher Mark Buehrle who shares a birthday with my brother. When Chris was turning 13 Buehrle was born.

My brother is not a White Sox Fan. (He does have many fine qualities, that is just not among them.) So focussing on the former Burlington Bee would not really mean anything to my brother.

This is also not a picture of my brother.

That is a picture of former Mad Magazine artist and writer Al Jaffee. He also shares a birthday with Chris . When Chris was born, It was Mr. Jaffee’s 45th birthday. Today may be a milestone for Chris at 55 , but it is quite the acheivement for Jaffee as he hits 100.


Like most boys growing up in the 70’s we were big fans of Mad Magazine. Jaffee, who retired from Mad in 2020 was most known for the Mad Fold-in. Which originated in 1964. (I also originated in 1964, but I digress)

A fold in was Jaffee’s homage to the fold out posters that are in some magazines. In true Mad fashion, he inverted the idea made one drawing that when folded in would reveal a gag,.that somehow responded to the original drawing.

This was Jaffee’s final fold in from last year when he retired from Mad.

In my blog HSD , I am participating in the A to Z challenge again this year. My theme is people who were alive in 1921. Al Jaffee is one of those people and may get an honorable mention when it comes to the letter J. To find out more about the A to Z challenge click here.

Because of Covid, I have not seen my brother since 2019 even though we live relatively close to each other. we are planning on getting our families together again soon.

Until then Chris, I hope you enjoy your birthday. I have many fond memories of our childhood and I like the man you have become. Now become a White Sox fan, and you may have something.

Last 5 Posts

In June of 2019 I wrote this post about the last 5 posts I had put on this blog. I always wanted to revisit that feature and thought I might have done quicker than 18 months but as it’s the beginning of the year ot is always a great time for looking backward.

Last time I started with the least recent of the 5 and moved on to the most recent. I’ll go the opposite way today and start with the post I just published.

5 Things I Like About Donald Trump and or His Presidency.

Now that the Trump presidency is over I wanted to see if I could find some positive things about his presidency. I was able to find 5. I wanted to make it an even 10, but then I would have had to say things like I like his middle name or go back to his days on the apprentice.

15 Minutes You Get Back

The title doesn’t 100% match the content of the post. As I do sometimes, I titled this post with an idea in mind and but as I progressed in the writing the post evolved into something just a little different.

The Bridge from King to Godwin

I originally started a post about finding a musician who performed at a summer camp I was in high school on the music platform Bandcamp. That post never fully developed but it got me to searching other artists at Bandcamp and seeing not only was Alan Levi there but his out of print Rivertown was available.

This is another example of starting in one direction and ending up in quite another.

2021 Will This be the Year?

This is a cross between actual things I’d like to get accomplished this year and a comedy bit similar to what Steve Martin did back in the early 80’s.

Bob Bennett Weekly Facebook Concert.

This was my last post of 2020 and is a compilation of information and videos of one of my favorite music artists. It is something that might generally appear on my vlog, but I wanted to tell it in more narrative fashioned than just linking a clip from you tube.

The majority of these posts share 1 or 2 commonalities …

I have been trying to put more pictures in my blog posts. 4 of these 5 have pictures. Most of these posts are meant mostly to encourage. This isn’t always my central goal but the end of one year and beginning of another are times that I really like to uplift my audience.

In future posts: I will be writing about music I am enjoying listening to. I will be taking a break from political writing for a few weeks. Not sure what else is on the horizon, but I can assure you it will be random.

2021 – Will this be the year ….

I finally finish reading listening to Moby Dick?

I watch the Matrix?

I start bicycling again?

That I get adopted by Steve Martin?

The White Sox play the Cubs in the World Series?

I talk less and smile more? (and will you be in the room where it happens?)

People hug again in public?

Ig-pay atin-Lay ecomes-bay ate-stay anguage-lay of Orth-nay Akota-day?

I start a pod cast?

Pinterest changes their name to My Space 2021?

Elon Musk changes the name of SpaceX to My Space?

Llamas take over the world?

People write what they want the first time and give parentheses the break we know they deserve?

Fred wins the fight, and the cat stays out for the night?

Citrus rights workers finally get lemon laws abolished?

I unpack my adjectives?

Saturday Night Live alums start a new Health Club called Gym Belushi?

Actual mileage stops varying?

Capital P Pierre

Other P capitals:

  • Phoenix, Arizona
  • Providence, Rhode Island

Juan Pierre – Former Chicago Cub and White Sox player.

One of my “jobs” for our families home school was to participate in our home school co-op. I did this by teaching and or assisting the teacher in 3 classesa week. One class I taught was about the 50 U.S. states. One of the things we focussed on was memorizing all the capitals.

On the first or second week of class I told my students that there were some state capitals that I still struggled with. For example, I said, I got always got the North Dakotan and South Dakotan capitals mixed up. I knew they were Bismarck and Pierre but had a hard time remembering which was which.

Either after that weeks class or before the next weeks one of my students, a huge White Sox fan, said Mr. Roller, I have a good way for you to remember the Dakotan capitals. He said you could remember that Pierre was the capital of South Dakota because Juan Pierre played for the White Sox in 20109& 2011 and the White Sox play on the south side of Chicago. I said that was good, but it wouldn’t necessarily help me remember because Pierre had also played on the north side for the Cubs in 2006.

Either he didn’t know that Pierre was a former Cub or more likely he didn’t care. This is very typical of a certain portion of the population of Cubs and Sox fans. An almost forced lack of knowledge or desire to know anything about the other team.

My mother is a devout Cubs fan. She knows very little about the White Sox except that she hates them The only sports team she loves more than the Cubs is any team that plays for Notre Dame. So a few years ago after the mass shooting at Northern Illinois University. A NIU Notre Dame baseball was scheduled at the White Sox ball park withtthe proceed going to charities supporting NIU. I invited my Mom to go to the game as she had a daughter who graduated form ND and 2 children who graduated from NIU.

Her response was “I will never set foot in that Stadium. David.” The Sox really had nothing to do with the event besides providing the venue.

I love baseball. I understand the crosstown rivalry as a concept. The White Sox are definitely my favorite team. I can hold an informed conversation about either team especially when a player has played for both squads. One of my most valuable items I own is my 2005 White Sox World Series dvd set, but right next to it I have the 2016 Cubs set.

So when I think of Pierre, South Dakota, I think of the divide between South and North baseball in Chicago.

Also, the best way to correctly place both Dakotan capitals is alphabetically. Bismarck comes before Pierre as North comes before south.

Capital C Columbia

Today’s choice of capital cities was very easy for me as Columbia, South Carolina is the only capital I have ever called my home. I lived there between 1995 and 1997. I left Columbia to pursue the great love of my life, Amy with whom I will celebrate 22 years of marriage on the Saturday before Easter.

While in Columbia, I discovered another great love, The Krispy Kreme donut.

One of the best things about the Krispy Kreme Donut beyond the flaky creamy tenderness found in every bite is the Krispy Kreme donut shop itself especially the cascading waterfall of glaze, which I renamed the wall of glaze. Eventually The Wall of Glaze came to mean the Krispy Kreme itself.

The Wall of Glaze

I am something of a song writer. I say something since I can only carry a tune in a bucket and I so seldom have a bucket with me. It’s often on a list of things I need, but hardly there when I make up songs.

So in the Fall of 1995 I was driving to a job interview and I made up a song about a relationship that takes place over several years but entirely in a Krispy Kreme Donut shop. I named it of course ,The Wall of Glaze.

I sang the lyrics to my friend Jeff. But because I did not bring my bucket with me that day, he recognized it as more of a 50’s do -wop song and not the Bob Seger like ballad I intended it as. He performed it at a campus function and probably promptly forgot about it. It has lingered with me these 25 years and I endeavor to share it with you now.

Here are the lyrics …

The Wall of Glaze Lyrics by Dave Roller Music by Jeff Half Dozen (actually Jeff Six, but half dozen has a more donut themed approach)

It was our first date On a Friday night.
She got a blueberry donut and a medium Sprite
She looked so good and I stood amazed
That I could lose my heart 
At the wall of glaze.
At the Krispy Kreme
At the Wall of Glaze
Just a memory
of my younger days
Of how she looked so good
And how I stood amazed
That I could lose my heart
At The Wall of Glaze .

End of senior year 
Going separate ways 
I was off to the army
Her to the college daze
We promised to write every week 
It would be like we never went away  
How we cried and cried at The Wall of Glaze.

At the Krispy Kreme  
At The Wall of Glaze
 Just a memory 
Of my younger days 
Of how we promised to write every week 
It would  seem like we never went away 
But the tears fell like rain 
At The Wall of Glaze

Well you know the story
 Left a boy came back a man 
I wrote her in my letters 
Things I still don't understand
 Oh my love for her just grew and grew 
I was longing for that day 
When I'd ask for her hand 
At The Wall of Glaze

So on a Friday night 
Got down on my knees 
Put a ring on her finger
 Said will you marry me please 
She said I'm sorry 
But you were just a passing phase 
And she broke my heart 
At The Wall of Glaze

At the Krispy Kreme 
At The Wall of Glaze 
It's the end of the story
 Not the starting page 
I put a ring on her finger
 She said "Boy, you're just a phase" 
And she broke my heart 
At The Wall of Glaze 


(Poignant Musical Interlude) 

Now I sit alone 
On a Friday night 
With a blueberry donut 
And it don't feel right 
I know I shouldn't be here 
But I feel trapped in a cage 
Since she broke my heart 
At The Wall of Glaze

 At the Krispy Kreme 
Called The Wall of Glaze
 Just a memory Of my younger days 
I know I shouldn't be here
 I feel trapped in a cage 
since I lost my heart, 
since she broke my heart, 
now that we're apart 
At The Wall of Glaze.

For more of the A to Z challenge click here. To see my 2015 entry on C is for Comiskey Park click here.