Momnesia

Medical Researchers All Over the World Smack Their Foreheads in Dismay: Why Didn't WE Think of That?

AUGUSTA, GA. -

"You nebber go in da street," Emmie told me last night.
"No. And why is that?" I asked.
"Because da cars might hit you."
"And what happens then?"
"You get smash," Emmie said.
"And then what?"
"You get dead," she whispered. She pronounces it "dad."
"That's right."
"Mama...." she whispered, eyes intent on mine: "When I build da machine dat make you wate up, den nobody will get dead."


I look forward to that.