Now here's someone who really did shape my childhood. (And, to unfortunate effect, other parts of me.)
Oscar Mayer, Jr. has died. In his obituary we learn he was heir to the company founded by three brothers who came to the U.S. in the 1890s to sell wursts (they made it from Germany wursts for wares?)
The other brothers were Max & Gottfried --but those names would never have worked for this jingle. My bologna has a first name, it's G-o-t-t-f.... See?
Had to be Oscar.
And let the record show he passed away of old age at 95, boosting my claim for the health benefits of the nitrate and preservative diet. (If it preserves meat, it'll preserve me, who am made of meat, that's my nutritional theory.)
