Glutton For Punishment
Charley Warady

You did that at eight years old? Impressive! It wasn’t evil just your survival instincts kicking in.

We had that same 1969 yellow phone in the kitchen, no long cord. I was 13 with two older teenage sisters. When boys started calling me, they (by they, I mean Barb, Judy just laughed really hard) politley answered the phone, covered the mouthpiece with her hand & loudly whispered with urgency, “Patti, quick, it’s a boy!” then gently placing the reciever on the kitchen countertop, proceeded to clap her hands on the counter next to the phone, in hopes of mimicking my running footsteps while gently urging me to hurry up.

I love these stories…….

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