Sarah lived closer to me than any other kid our age. For this reason, we played together. Sarah was cool, her dad was a pilot. We were at an entrepreneurial age that involved a lot of Kool-aid stands. One day, she told me of a plan she had to make money. There was a free sample of cereal in every mailbox in the neighborhood. She said we should collect them all and then sell them to people. I guess it sounded like a good idea, because I helped. While we were unsuccessfully selling them door-to-door, one of her neighbors questioned us. "Should you girls be doing this?" Well, sure, why not? Turns out it was illegal! O my gosh, I thought we were going to jail for sure.
The same neighbor told Sarah's parents and we got in trouble, but thankfully not with the feds.
Sarah and I didn't really play that often after the close call with the law.
Friday, May 16, 2008
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