Another of Mom’s expressions

The Pittston Arts Council, of which I am a member, is sponsoring a celebrity bartender event tonight at the Red Mill Tavern, 5 to 8 p.m.
It promises to be a blast.
Bartenders are: Rep. Mike Carroll, Stan Rovinski, Matt Vough, Bill Joyce, Mary Kuna, Barb Sciandra, Bobby Breymeier, the one and only Jerry Mancinelli, Sarah Donohue and Bill Shamnoski.
The ten dollar cover gets you food and supports the Arts Council. So will the tips placed in containers throughout the room. We’ll also have baskets to take a chance on and a 50/50.
When I dropped a basket off to Council President Judy Greenwald a little bit ago, she asked if I would be there for the whole night. “You bet,” I said. And then borrowing yet another strange expression from my Mom, added, “I’ll be there until the last dog is hung.”
You should have seen the look on Judy’s face.
“I have no idea where that expression comes from,” I said, but came right home and Googled it.
I found more than one explanation of its origin, none of which I intend to share.
Suffice it to say, however, I am never going to use that phrase again.

Ed Ackerman