When I was three, my parents took me to see Holiday on Ice, and all I remember was my dad trying to get me to eat cotton candy. I knew cotton was what was stuffed in the top of the aspirin bottle, and I'd already tried to eat it. No way was I going to fall for Dad's tricks!
Stopping at a hotel is what you do when you're driving across the country and get tired. Staying at a hotel is what you do when you make reservations at your vacation destination.
That raises an interesting question: what do you call someone who was born and raised in Hawaii, not of native descent, who doesn't live there now? It seems weird to call former president Obama a Hawaii Resident, because he lives in Washington (or his other homes in Massachusetts and Chicago). But he's still "from Hawaii."
Walter Cronkite is spinning in his grave. Sure, it's the fact that he never said those words, but also that he would have never said "on German radios" or "has been in the question" nor would he have pronounced "pact" like that.
I would love to have a checkerboard linoleum floor like that one under the pink turkey. But I couldn't deal with the glass table, in the kitchen or anywhere else.
I don't remember that much detail, but I remember my mother crying and how awful everything was. I was five. That was the first big news event I was ever aware of. I do recall watching the funeral.
What's weird is that I distinctly remember posting about this effect, and there was a slang term for it that I can't recall. No matter what I put into Google search, I couldn't find it because photography has changed so much that all those old terms mean something different now. It was definitely before the iPhone debuted in 2007. I feel so old now.
They also didn't adopt him.