Shreddies were not Shredded Wheat (which is not unlike chewing on your grandfather's beard, if that is your idea of a good time), but bite-sized Shredded Wheat, square thingummies; not, let me hasten to add, like the bite size Shreddies they have now (which is not unlike chewing on your grandmother's beard), but I suppose a first draft version put out about the time they were doing above ground nuclear testing, and subject to similar complaints -- abuse of health, mad scientists, armies of human guinea pigs being subjected to horrible and unknown perils in the name of progress. If I could have buried all the supplies of Shreddies 1.0, no place would have been more suitable than Oak Island, whose map was tucked within the box, and which has withstood all attempts to obtain its treasure for 300 years or more. Had I been in charge of civil society at the time, I would have subjected the executives of the Nabisco Company to a Bill of Attainder, on the basis of their clear and present threat to the future of human well being.

yours, Peter T.