Tonight, Mom and Karen Dersham and I went to Kazbor's for dinner. When the waitress brought the bill to the table, Mom said she had some money, reached in her pocket, and pulled out a sock (a dirty sock, yet!).
Is this what the dollar has come to? We didn't try to give it to the waitress -- what would she have thought?
'Til next time...
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