Way back in the day, when my Uncle Charles was alive, he had a hearing aid of the type with the amp in his shirt pocket. At the dinner table, he’d turn it off when the dinner conversation got too unseemly. He was a staunch Baptist, you see.
Rick McKee
Way back in the day, when my Uncle Charles was alive, he had a hearing aid of the type with the amp in his shirt pocket. At the dinner table, he’d turn it off when the dinner conversation got too unseemly. He was a staunch Baptist, you see.