Gilbert has "found" a bunch of golf balls out at the driving range and has an idea, lets' smack them around with your dad's golf clubs. Beaver doesn't believe his dad would give permission. Gilbert says no need to ask, just take them. How does Beaver follow these stupid leads? On the first swing the head of the driver goes sailing away. Bye Beaver says Gilbert, the hallmark of the friend who gets you into trouble in the first place, and immediately abandons you to the forces of the possible strap.
Wally says the best thing to do is tell dad right away. Beaver has set the stage for his confession: he has helped out June and eaten everything on his dinner plate. But after dinner, Ward sees Wally wearing his shirt. Wally gets an earful about respecting others property, and Beaver beats a hasty retreat. Maybe he can just get dad a new driver. But a driver is thirteen dollars and Beaver has only three. Wally suggests the installment plan. And Beaver actually strikes a deal with the sporting goods shop owner. He will give him three dollars now and a quarter a week for five years. The store owner agrees since it will be a surprise for Beaver's father, but says it won't quite take five years. The deal struck, Beaver sneaks the driver into the bag. But the clincher here is that Ward broke the club himself last week, so how to explain the appearance of the new club in the bag.
Beaver confesses and explains he was going to confess but after hearing Ward ball-out Wally, he chickened out. What will Beaver do next time Gilbert shows up with a box of golf balls? Punch him in the nose, Beaver replies. Ward feels Beaver need not be that drastic; but given the amount of times Gilbert has lead Beaver into trouble, Beaver probably has the better answer.
An episode that has a ring of truth to it. Both my dad and I would break a dinner plate or cup on occasion, and rather than confess immediately we would put the broken piece back. The plan was to feign innocence when the accident was discovered. These replacements were not done in "cahoots" with one another. Rather each of us would blame the other and hope my mother chose incorrectly. My mother eventually decided it was better to give up her porcelain for Melmac. Even after my mom passed, my father had that cheap plastic set in the kitchen until he also passed. My wife offered many many times to replace that dinnerware but was always turned down. I can still see that set in my mind. Whatever plastic they used, the decorative design faded, but never was a plate or cup broken in the forty plus years that that service was in my dad's possession.
Wally says the best thing to do is tell dad right away. Beaver has set the stage for his confession: he has helped out June and eaten everything on his dinner plate. But after dinner, Ward sees Wally wearing his shirt. Wally gets an earful about respecting others property, and Beaver beats a hasty retreat. Maybe he can just get dad a new driver. But a driver is thirteen dollars and Beaver has only three. Wally suggests the installment plan. And Beaver actually strikes a deal with the sporting goods shop owner. He will give him three dollars now and a quarter a week for five years. The store owner agrees since it will be a surprise for Beaver's father, but says it won't quite take five years. The deal struck, Beaver sneaks the driver into the bag. But the clincher here is that Ward broke the club himself last week, so how to explain the appearance of the new club in the bag.
Beaver confesses and explains he was going to confess but after hearing Ward ball-out Wally, he chickened out. What will Beaver do next time Gilbert shows up with a box of golf balls? Punch him in the nose, Beaver replies. Ward feels Beaver need not be that drastic; but given the amount of times Gilbert has lead Beaver into trouble, Beaver probably has the better answer.
An episode that has a ring of truth to it. Both my dad and I would break a dinner plate or cup on occasion, and rather than confess immediately we would put the broken piece back. The plan was to feign innocence when the accident was discovered. These replacements were not done in "cahoots" with one another. Rather each of us would blame the other and hope my mother chose incorrectly. My mother eventually decided it was better to give up her porcelain for Melmac. Even after my mom passed, my father had that cheap plastic set in the kitchen until he also passed. My wife offered many many times to replace that dinnerware but was always turned down. I can still see that set in my mind. Whatever plastic they used, the decorative design faded, but never was a plate or cup broken in the forty plus years that that service was in my dad's possession.
