When I was alittle boy (a long time ago) dang or dang-it was a word that I could say, and my mother would just look at me and point her finger, instead of get the belt or switch, if I would say damn or damn-it!

Of course I grew up on a farm in the Bible Belt of the old South, and that was a long time ago!

Richard

Speaking of that, sometimes I'll tell you the story about my first wife, that ran off with the Baptist Preacher! Gave the OLD South something to talk about!