Last week I was heading in to work on Whitty’s motorcycle.  For no reason I had a remembrance of something that had happened when I was an early teen.  It was Eric Eidsness, my sister and I and it went something like this:

Eric mentioned to us that he had a bad headache.  Nanny and I looked all over the house but there was no aspirin to found anywhere.  There was, however, some Midol that Nan had and since it was a painkiller, she offered Eric some.  He took it.

A few days later Eric came back over and he mentioned that the Midol worked.  He went on to say that he went home and told his dad (who was an EMT, FYI) about taking Midol, and Tim (his dad) said, “Oh great, did it get rid of your cramps?”

20 years later, I can still hear Tim’s patented sarcastic voice saying that, even though I wasn’t there when he’d originally said it.

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