Several months back, my friend Chris resurfaced a memory from the depths of time—an advertising gem that had managed to elude my mental landscape for a span of twenty-five years. The "Yonkers" gentleman, a quirky character of the past, has, with remarkable prowess, reclaimed his residence within my thoughts. Now, much like in my youthful days, I find myself involuntarily uttering the phrase "Yonkers!" at seemingly random intervals, without provocation or purpose. It appears that the echoes of this peculiar catchphrase have embarked upon a resurgence, mirroring the whimsical cadence of my childhood musings.