The Slice: Maybe she had a nice caboose

Willene Wick used to work at a Spokane Valley business right next to a point on the railroad tracks where trains would blow their whistles.

And occasionally, when that happened, someone at the business would poke fun at a certain co-worker’s rough-and-ready dating history by saying, “Sue, your ride’s here.”

“Kids today: A little girl recently surprised her teacher by informing her class that she would be bringing “sex” to school, as a special treat.

She meant “Chex.”

“Slice answer: “When my two boys were 8 and 9 I took them to Disneyland,” wrote Frances Jones of Moses Lake.

She told them that if they got separated, they should stay in one place and she would find them.

Well, at some point, she realized the younger boy was missing. So she took his brother in hand and started retracing their route. They had not gone far when they spotted the missing child standing by a fence.

Naturally, Jones was thrilled. She shared her delight with the lost-and-found boy. “Hooray!”

The lad was less upbeat. “I’ve been standing here forever,” he said. “It’s about time you got here.”

“Looking ahead: Spokane’s annual interfaith Thanksgiving service will be at the Cathedral of St. John the Evangelist this year.

Speaking of that high-profile landmark, did you know there is a Cathedral of St. John the Evangelist in Cleveland, too? And one in Milwaukee?

How about the church you attend or live near? How many houses of worship across the country have the exact same name?

“Just wondering: How many people make a point of crossing the border and mailing Christmas cards from Canada, partly because Canadian holiday stamps often compare favorably to our own?

“Armed but not dangerous: Spokane’s Florence Young was in Arizona and paid a visit to the Tucson high school she had attended. “I wanted to take a picture of a 1960s trophy in one of the cases and a staff member offered to help me,” she wrote.

They opened the case. And as Young was about to snap a picture, the guy helping her asked, “What kind of trophy is that?”

Young explained that it was for a rifle team’s championship.

This blew the school staffer’s mind. Rifles? At school?

Yes, there was a firing range in the basement of the one of the school buildings. Team members bought ammunition at the bookstore.

“It was another era,” said Young.

“Today’s Slice question: Is there a trophy in a high school somewhere that you had a hand in winning?