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Dad: "When I was a kid, my mom would take me to the big old department store downtown, and I used to love riding the escalators" Dad: "The escalators there had wood stairs. And they used to click, clack and creak. The wood slats on each step were maybe half an inch apart, and I always wondered if ladies got their high heels stuck and got pulled under" Dad: "Some of those escalators were very narrow-just wide enough for one person. Yep, those old escalators had a lot more personality than these slick metal ones" Calvin: "I'd hate to think that all my current experiences will someday become stories with no point"