When I was about 7 years old my mother came to me and said I had a phone call. The telephone was a foreign object to me. I do not recall having one before then.
I said, "Hello", as I had seen others do. It was a friend from school.
She and some other children were having a carnival in her back yard. Would I like to come? Entrance was a penny.
I told her I would have to check with my mother. She told me she would wait. I quickly replaced the receiver in its cradle and ran excitedly to my mother.
My mother went to the phone to check on details and discovered that I had hung up the phone. I did not understand the workings of that thing yet. We were new in town. I knew my friend's first name but not her last. I did not know where she lived. There was no *69 to reconnect with her phone.
I was heartbroken. However my resourceful mother found a way to get me to the carnival. She drove me there and gave me a penny for my entrance fee.
When I officially entered I learned that each exhibit required another penny. I had no more pennies so I sort of wandered around.
Again someone realized I was penniless and I was able to see the attractions for free.
I remember little of the carnival itself. I only lived in that town for a short while so I do not even remember the names of the other children. I do remember their kindness and I thank them for it.
All things considered I had a good time. And an interesting adventure.