We remember that which evokes strong feelings. I remember all those who made me laugh
hearty when I was young.
Today fond memories arose of those crusty old guys (old as a
relative term) I knew when I was a teenager and young adult. They worked at the gas station I
frequented annually to get my car inspected.
The scenario:
As I slowly cruised in their lot, they would come to a faux dramatic
halt, motion a faux dramatic Catholic sign-of-the-cross, and roll their eyes
before waving me in. It made me
howl every time. I loved those
guys!
We remember those who helped us to laugh! At least I have. With great fondness.
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