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“We Know You Have A Choice Of Airlines When You Fly…”
Not so much anymore.
The things you collect. Airline timetables didn’t seem so cool.
When does the “cool” factor set in? By the time we had reached middle school, we knew what to wear, what music to listen to, and generally, how to act and understand what was and wasn’t cool. If you had an older brother or sister, that gave you a leg up.
I’m still kind of embarrassed about this story. I guess I don’t care anymore about what other people think. I can be cool, but I’m also a geek. So, “Up, Up, and Away!” we go!
What did you collect? What were your interests and hobbies? Lots of us had collections that we cherished and would bring to school for show-and-tell. It seems most of the boys brought baseball or football trading cards. They knew all of the stats, and it bored me to tears. My Dad was a geologist, and he curated my interest in all things earthly. So I brought rocks. I probably bored everyone to tears. I guess someone found them interesting, for as I left my display in the classroom for others to admire, a few got stolen. Damn kids.
We (my sister and I) lived in Abilene, Texas during my first ten years, but my Dad lived in Salt Lake City. Our home base in the summertime was at my Grandpa’s ranch near Durango, Colorado. Between these three places, we…
