I'll Take US Automobiles for $200, Alex

     The ElectroPuro bottled water truck just came by while I was in my roof office.  I recognized the sound of their diesel.  It's slightly different fro Ceil or the Coca Cola truck that also stop by.  No delivery needed here today but it got me remembering one of my Dad's unique talents in the 40s.
     Dad was a small town M.D. with an office in the main drag (US-259).  His one-room office faced the street. In between patients I'd sometimes visit with him in the afternoon and ask him about the cars.  He would sit with his back to the street and tell me the make of car as it drove by.  Sometimes he'd even tell me the year.  Amazing. He could suture up a laceration with no scarring.  He took really detailed, perfectly exposed x-rays with an old 1920s Frankenstein-like monster machine. But, to me, those were not nearly as impressive as his audio/automotive talent.  I got so that I could sometimes ID a Buick when it went by. And I could also identify the afternoon Greyhound coming up the street.  But who couldn't.  I could also hear our neighbor's '34 Chevy pickup coming ... from about a half a mile north of us!  

     Can't do that with a Toyota Prius!