Jack LaLanne Kicks the Sandy Bucket

Like many kids, I saw the ads in the comic books I was so fond of, those promises that my 98 pound skinny butt could be transformed into a wedge-shaped body of muscle and confidence.  But now, the man  the skimpy leopard shorts has company in that big gymnasium in the sky.  Jack LaLanne is there with Mr. Atlas now, a new man again, his young body living on in the memories of any kid who might have sent away his paper-route money for the book that might transform him, if only in his dreams.