Ohmygosh, how could I have forgotten Insinkerator, the pride of Racine, the prince of garbage disposals?

Peter, we used to sneak under the fence of the Johnson estate. Got chased off three times - once by a caretaker, once by a skunk, and once by a bull. We were allowed to skate on some ponds on the outskirts of the Johnson property.
The headquarters of Johnson's Wax was also designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. It had some structural problems and was empty last time I was in town. I wonder if it was restored.

Many years ago, I discovered that the wife of my son's soccer coach also came from Racine, and had worked with my sister at Girl Scout Camp. Upon this discovery, we immediately broke into the Racine City Song:

Oh, Racine, Racine, what a dirty rotten city
With your torn-up streets and your filthy-smelling river
Oh, I love you with my heart, and I love you with my liver,
Oh, Racine, what a hole!

OK, Spaw, I'll take the bait, what's this about the wax job?
-Joe Offer-