My Father's wedding gift to my Mother ~1940 was a lifetime subscription to Reader's Digest, so I grew up reading “Life In These United States.” I remember one from the 1960's, a denizen of New York City had a neighbor that moved to a small town when they began to have children. One fall she finally came to visit and enjoy the “small town, bucolic, crime free” area. They went to town to shop and she noticed her friend rolled up the car window and locked the doors.
“Why did you do that if you don't have any crime here?”
“If you don't, when you come back your back seat will be filled with zucchini.”
Fifty+ years, it still rings true and cracks me up.
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