Slim Randles' Home Country
Raindrops and ticktocks
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"Bert looks good this
morning, Doc," Dud said, quietly. Three stools down the counter,
Bert smiled and said, "Yes, I certainly do!"
We turned toward our old pal. "You heard that?"
"Sure did, guys,"
he grinned. "Look ..."
He pointed to his ears. "Hearing aids," he said. We walked over
and looked, and sure enough.
"It was Maizie's idea," Bert said. "She made the appointment and
everything. Said she was tired of having the TV on so loud."
"But it was a good idea, Bert," Doc said.
"Oh, I know. I'd been thinking about it for some time, Doc, but
you know how a guy gets. You never really want to admit you need
them, I guess. Truth is, I didn't know how bad my hearing had become
until I got them. Yesterday, when we got that little shower ... I
heard the rain on the roof. I heard a clock tick, too, and it's been
years for both those things."
"Both what things?" said Herb.
We all looked at each other. We knew who should be next.
"Rain and clocks, Herb."
"Oh ... yeah."
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"The hearing test lady came in the little room when the test was
over and asked me if I'd shot guns a lot," Bert said.
Bert's younger days as a hunting guide brought nods and chuckles
"There's a range of sound that loud noises can hurt, and I guess
that's what happened with me. Turns out, it's also the range of most
He grinned. "That may have something to do with Maizie's making
that appointment for me. Now I have no excuse when she says things
like ‘Take out the trash' and ‘When are you gonna mow the lawn?'"
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