After my shift last night, H and I settled in at our table and began discussing The Question of the Day. SJB plopped down next to me.
I turned to him and said, "I write a question every day and..."
"I know about your questions. I read 'em," SJB said, looking at me like I was a little cRaZy.
"Oh, okay. So do you have any interesting ones?" I asked.
Clearly, someone had injected genius in their barley and hops, because the two of them started firing off questions like they'd been dying to tell me about them for weeks.
So this morning, when I woke up, albeit a wee bit late, I pulled register feed a pub booth long out of my purse. It's scrawling with questions.
Yay for H and SJB!
Anyway, maybe I'm a sucker for nostalgia, because the one that got me last night was "What sounds remind you of your childhood?"
"My mom used to ring a cow bell to get my brother and me home for dinner. We'd be out playing tag or whatever in somebody else's yard. But when that bell rang, we knew we were supposed to get our butts home," I said.
"In our house in Ohio, I remember going to sleep at night and hearing a train whistle blow in the distance and crickets chirping outside my window," said H.
"When I hear train whistles, I flash back to my childhood. I could hear one roll by my house too," said SJB.
So, from my long list of questions to come, let's begin with our childhoods. What sounds remind you of your childhood?
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