CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY
The next building of interest to me was the hardware. Other than the movie theater, the hardware was the largest building on Main Street. At that young age I had never heard the word cacophony. But that is the perfect word to describe the hardware. The cowbell at the door was the quietest sound in the store. I remember the sound of the scoop loads of nails, or nuts and bolts being tossed onto galvanized trays hanging from scales that screeched in protest of another load of hardware. Everything banged or clattered which made people raise their voices to get their message across. That had the net affect of causing other people to talk louder to be heard over the first folks. The sharp ring of the cashregister, as the drawer was opened, was at odds with the dull clunk of the cowbell as another person entered or left.
TO BE CONTINUED
Just before noon, we received a call from Kara. We now know the airline and flight number as well as time of arrival at the Austin airport.
We picked Kara up at the airport this evening. For as many vehicles coming in to unload and upload, it really went quite smoothly. There were only a few horn honkers. The vast majority of people were respectful of other drivers
Kara had not eaten since before noon. So, we stopped at Golden Chick and had some southern fried catfish for supper. Once we were back to the apartment, she took a shower and her dirty clothes were laundered.
Before bed, I spent about an hour taking online training for my position as Santa for my photo company employer this year. Good news … I aced all the quizzes. On years past, I was an independent contractor. This year I am am hourly employee. The total compensation should remain the same.
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