The Modern Act of Sneezing
When I was a kid, my Dad carried around a big, white handkerchief. It was usually in his pocket, so when he had to sneeze, he would pull it out, and ha-choo! Sneeze accomplished, the square of cloth would go back in the pocket, until my Mom washed it, and then the cycle repeated itself. Come to think of it, he had a stack of these hand kerchiefs. I never got one. Birthdays came and went, milestones were celebrated, I graduated from high school, but a handy hanky was never bestowed upon me. Instead, I was relegated to using tissue when I had to sneeze, if I was lucky. Otherwise… it was my hand or the wind. Ha-CHOO! Ew, now I have to wash my hand. HA-Choo! Sorry, huge crowd of people I happen to be standing in. HA-CHOO! Almost made it to the box of tissues in the kitchen - sneezed on dinner instead. Fast forward to today: Everyone sneezes in their elbow! What a practical...