... ... It sounds like you knew my English teacher. Now for a story about her. She took half the class period to explain some things that would be on our final exam. She asked if anyone had any questions. One student, Jimmy, raised his hand and asked, "Mrs. Holmes, why do you wear a man's wristwatch?" Her mouth dropped open, she stood in stunned silence, started crying, and went to sit at her desk for the rest of the period.
We still don't know why she wore a man's watch.
Silly me. I just thought she seriously wanted to teach the kids
something and the question indicated that her efforts were for naught!
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Yeah strikes me as a sad story. ... ... Speaking of VW
Reminds me of a time long, long ago, when I was a new teenager, and my preteen sister and I, played Rusty and Audrey Griswold riding in the backseat of our 10-years-older-than-me brother's VW beetle as he and his wife drove us all thru, and it did seem like
ALL thru, west Texas one summer. It was actually a nice change from our parents' usual Family Vacations driving thru Arkansas and Louisiana to visit our kin!
But, Sweet Jeezy Pete(!!!) we thought the not-too-old beetle had developed a problem as we inexplicably slowed to what-seemed-like 20, then 15, then 5mph on the highway to Carlsbad Caverns. Oh, no! But, bubba kept on driving 'cause we were in the middle of nowhere in a gorge with towering mountains on both sides! The conversation turned to, "how far back was the last gas station?" and "would the next town be closer to walk?"!
Then the highway took a turn and the mountain on the right dropped away to a precipitous cliff and we could see we were thousands of feet above the desert floor beyond, and on a very steep upward grade to boot! And the cars on the curves ahead of us were also creeping along! Then some hotshot sports car passed us like we were standing still, as we almost were.
Then our own brother "Clark Griswold" snaps, "That car is fuel injected! All of us with carburated cars aren't getting enough oxygen up on this mountain!" My sister and sister-in-law had no idea what that meant, but I was already a fan of the Corvette and understood the basic statement, if not the technicalities. A while later the road grade slowly tipped downward and we began to pickup speed nicely. We made sure to go around, instead of over, mount El Capitan on the way back!
It was a lesson well learned. Some decades later, while visiting my brother and his family in west Texas I mentioned wanting to take my wife to Carlsbad Caverns, but my car didn't have fuel injection and it was too far to go around. He tossed me the keys to his new Nissan 300ZX saying, "No problem! Y'all coming back tonight or taking a day or two?" I told my wife this story as we passed a couple of carburated cars on "El Capitan".
Happy summer vacation to all
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