I've always thought this was a whimsical cover for The New Yorker back in post-World War II days. Business moguls and corporate bigshots realized that with the war over, it was time to gear down from making bombers and tanks and Jeeps to making toy mice riding trikes.
|This is what autumn views all aspire to be!|
|The perfect table, all set for Autumn dining!|
|Business in the sales of adult coloring books should top $13 billion this year, up from $1.58 last year.|