I'd completely forgotten about the cow pattie mushrooms. I grew up in the same area of Oklahoma during that same time.

Tig great interview!!

Last year I got my 2nd only request to be a juror. My first one was when I was 35, and I got my boss to write an excuse to get me out of it. I worked for a very small company and there was me, my boss and one part time employee. We all needed to be at work, every day. Back then in the 1980s, it wasn't a big deal to getting out of jury duty. In 2022, I got another jury summons, and this modern one explained there was very few ways to getting out of it. You can't just throw them away,....that is against the law and you can be fined and even jailed, for refusing to participate. That was scaring me,....and by 2022,...I was now retired, and handicapped. I have to get myself places as I struggle to walk with a walking brace,....a simpler version of a rolling walker. Many handicapped people have an entourage,....like many helpers. Someone to open the doors, help them navigate steps and ramps, doorways, etc. I do not have a team of helpers. I operate all by my self. I had to request from my primary doctor an official excuse to get out of jury duty. The paperwork suggested, I could be denied, even with a doctors note. There was a special number I needed to call and a very limited time the phone lines were operative, to leave a formal note explaining how my handicap, would make my attending jury duty, be extremely stressful on me. I would be harmed by a jail sentence and a steep fine, for ignoring a jury duty summons. It's madness that they can jail and fine a person for refusing to be a juror. Times are bad, and most people do not want to be jurors. Even though they pay a few bucks, for your time. I have met a lot of older retired people who enjoy being jurors. But then again they are not handicapped, as I am. You get like something around $25.00 a day for your services, and paid parking. Besides being partially crippled, I have bladder issues, so that would have been an added layer of anxiety. A friend of mine was a juror for a murder trial that took weeks, to arrive at a verdict. He had to stay in a hotel with the other jurors, for a couple of weeks. That is too fucked up.