When we lived out to the farm, my dad worked in the city and drove out
on Friday evening. Ma would send us to the store to get Dum Dum pops,
and we'd sit n the front porch and count cars. She'd ask, "how many
cars do you think will pass by before dad gets home?"
I seems like it took a long time, but those pops were a lot bigger back then! I still like Dum Dum pops.