In Idaho...
We drank Coke. I grew up wearing cowboy boots and a hat. We went to the rodeo — with the accent on the first syllable. We wore corduroys. We rode bikes. We camped around bonfires, slept in bedrolls, and fished in cricks. A hike was at least five miles. Anything less was a walk. We learned square dancing and polka in school.
Later we moved to Seattle. We wore cut-offs, zorries, and parkas. We drank pop. We ate hotdogs and knew five different kinds of salmon: Chinook, Coho, Sockeye, Pink, and Chum. We went downtown. We went to ski school whether we liked it or not, were on the swim team, and lettered in golf. We lifted our feet whenever the ski bus crossed railroad tracks. We didn’t have Sadie Hawkins dances; we went to Tolo.
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