In the post below, two superstitions surfaced among our memories:
Roz says you have to pick your feet up when you drive over railroad tracks so they don't get run over.
Therese says you have to hold onto a button if a hearse goes by.
Therese still notes if she puts shoes on the bed (I presume this is tempting fate that a dead body, complete with shoes, could be laid on that bed as a result)
Therese still thinks about it a second if she spills salt, or if her palms itch, or if she and a friend pass on either side of a post when walking.
However, she has progressed to the point that she no longer punches a friend on the shoulder and calls out "Slugbug!" if a VW Beetle goes by. She still punches her brother, out of sheer habit.
Poetry Friday: Gerard Manley Hopkins
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