Keith Hegg shared a hitchhiking story.

"In 1972, when I was 18, I drove nonstop to San Diego on Christmas break with some family members. On the way home, we were going through northern California near Weed. It was dark, cold and snowing. There was a guy by the road hitchhiking and so we picked him up. He smelled of pot and was drinking wine.

"At a bathroom break I was standing behind him waiting my turn. He must have had two bottles of wine come out over at least five minutes. When we dropped him we all decided to name him Niagara, and to this day we all howl when someone says 'Do you remember when we picked up Niagara in Weed?'"

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