Stolen Moments

An aging grandfather is fond of telling stories about the good old days, and his grandchildren always want to hear more. One day, thegrandchildren and some of their friends are gathered around him on the porch, and the old fellow starts in again.

"When I was a boy about your age," he tells them, "my momma could send me to the store, and I'd get a ham, a quart of milk, half a dozen oranges, two loaves of bread, and a comic book--all for a quarter. You can't do that anymore."

The children shake their heads.

"Nope," he says. "Those dang video cameras are everywhere you look."