I know some people hate them, but I love them. After all, it’s the only time I get to see my Aunt Hydrant.
She’s my dad’s sister. A few of us younger adults are fascinated with her.
She travels all over. She hangs out with plumbers, firefighters and even neighborhood kids.
And she loves us. In fact, she can’t quit gushing about how great we are and how much we’ve grown.
She makes me realize I don’t have to be stuck here in this town. I can go places. I can travel the world.
I am inspired.
I am Cone Alone.