Home on the Range
This story out of Wyoming reminds me that when I was a kid we had a guy who would ride his horse to the VA (which was the only place you could get a drink, it being a private club in a dry county). The deputies all knew he was coming home drunk, but the horse knew the way and got him home reliably. He was just accepted as one of the local characters. I don’t know if he was a WWII or Korean War veteran; I was just a child, but I remember dad laughing about it with the other firefighters.
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Horse = early version of self-driving car
Elevator operator = early version of automatic elevator with voice recognition and AI that can tell you what floor to go to to find which products
This story reminds me of a time when a handsome young cowboy "drove" me home from the bar on horseback because the friend I had gone with had taken off with the car. It was a beautiful, star-filled Montana night and a memory I cherish. Thank you for the jog to my memory. 0>;~}
Unintentional on my part, but you are certainly welcome!
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