We're in Colorado Springs at the dawn of the Seventies. Ralph receives an award from the business owner to whom he has sold his very first newspaper ad. I don't know what the award was for, or why any award, except one for ballet, would be represented by a glass swan. My greater interest is in Ralph's manual acceptance of the swan -- pinkie out, the same way he eats a White Castle hamburger.
Bill Duck's Business Card! Of course, Ralph still has it!
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