Can you believe it's the middle of August already? Where did the summer go? I still have summer stuff to do - like go to DQ. When I was a kid, I was totally guilty of talking Dad into stopping. He wasn't one to give into begging except for DQ so he must have wanted some too. As we drove through town, I knew if we even had a chance of getting him to stop. If he avoided Lexington Avenue on the way home, there was no hope. If he went down Lexington Avenue, we had a chance if we asked repeatedly. And, oh, how good it felt when the car turned right into the parking lot. What fun it was to wait in line at the window. With so many people in the car, we always got the cardboard box with six holes to carry the cones. Good times, good times. Look at the above picture to the left. What is that black shape in the left foreground? Is that a panther waiting to pounce? The people in line don't look very concerned. It could be a big black dog but it's too bulky and the head has pointed ears like a cat and it looks like it might be wearing a pink collar.
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