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This memory dates back to 1974, when Tod was about 5 years old. One night, soon after we had moved into a new house, I was awakened by a soft sort of tinklling sound next to the bed. Imagine my surprise and even alarm when I opened my eyes and realized that the noise was my son, who had sleepwalked into the bedroom and was tinkling on the telephone on my night stand! The phone never worked again and it was a bit tricky to explain the problem to the phone company, who in those days owned the phone. Tod was oblivious to the whole incident and has a memory of it only by the retelling. Good thing I am here to remind him!

Tod’s helpful mom,

Jean McQUillin