You know you're from a small town when:
- you hear a siren and stop working to see which way the ambulance/fire truck/police car are going;
- the door to the garage of the funeral home is open and empty and you wonder who has died;
- you stop to watch planes fly over;
- you hear CareFlight and worry about who might be in it;
- you run to the grocery store to buy 1 thing and stay an hour because you were talking to everyone in the store;
- you are walking for exercise & everybody stops to see if you need a ride somewhere;
- you pull into the drive-in & they bring your drink before you order;
- you know the car in front of you is turning on a certain street without them giving signals;
- people call for directions to the courthouse & you tell them it's in the middle of town. . .can't miss it. It's between the 2 red lights;
- people call asking for someone who's name you don't know & they tell you they just moved to town from the country & work somewhere in the courthouse & you give them the right name & number;
Small towns have their disadvantages, but sometimes the advantages are greater.
All of the above have happened to me.
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