I must have taken six or seven shots of these canes before getting one that I liked. The lady that sold them grew impatient and shooed me away.
Interestingly, that lady was none other than Sheryl Duncan. We didn't recognize each other, but learned from my brother later that she is the one that sells these canes - and looking back she fit the description. (They were boyfriend and girlfriend in high school 35 years ago.) Next time I'll stop and say hi.
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