Fastest Mind in the West

I hear too many great conversations to let them slip by. So here is a new label called, "Conversations of Note" to help me remember these someday when I'm rocking in a chair at the old folks' home and need a good chuckle and a reminder of what the good ol' days were like.

Dad had gathered boxes for our upcoming move. As he loaded them into the van, he said, "This is a good one for your records."

I tried to think of a gentle way to break the news to him as I leaned over and whispered, "Hey, Dad, they're called CDs now."

To which he replied, "I meant your financial records."

Fast thinking on your feet, Dad!