I Was A Child Grinch (part 3)
Guest post (Thank you, T!) :
I wanted walkie-talkies for Christmas. It was the apex of the CB craze and I imagined running around the woods and neighborhood using my cool CB lingo with my cool new walkie-talkies.
Christmas morning I opened the box and there it was – the best walkie-talkie you could get.
“Look,” my dad explained, “you can pull in different channels. I set you up with 19… the CB channel…and 14…the Walkie-Talkie channel!”
“But Dad,” I said…”there’s only …one… walkie talkie!”
His response: “Yes, well, there’s only one of you! What would you need two for?”
As an only child, I probably would have played with two walkie-talkies by running back and forth across the yard – alone…
But just one walkie-talkie was a bit… painful.
So, I would lay in my room at night…
…and talk to the truckers on channel 19.
“Piano Man, this is TatorBug. You’ve got a meat wagon on your donkey.”