Go see Cal, go see cal, go see cal. From what I can remember the jingles were almost a rap.
Go see Cal..!!!
Back around 1980 I was putting in fence posts adjacent to an old lady’s house who invited me in for some ice tea (hot as hell out).
Her walls were covered with pictures of her as a good looking young woman wing walking, walking around the wall at the observation deck of the empire state building, standing on top of speeding cars and a bunch of other situations.
She was an old grandmother living in a little house out in the country. Stuck with me for all these years that you can’t judge a person entirely based on their current looks or lifestyle.