BigOkie seemed in good spirits. His son talked chicken like a pro. He didn't have grandbaby pictures on him, but he did ask if I'd seen the photos he's posted. I have, and she's a cutie!
People like to talk. I think cell phones, texting, voice mail, and the like are making it harder for people to have normal conversations. Talking on the phone is impersonal, and texting is a step removed from that. Voice mail is talking to dead air, so that's got to be the worst: no feedback at all.
Many of the buyers at the Collinsville sale are not native English speakers. I find that communicating with numbers and drawings can get my point across. Often times we look like a group playing a frantic game of Pictionary, since we're drawing, making motions, and smiling a lot. So far no one's walked away shaking his head that he doesn't understand. What often happens is a teen is called in to translate. What's neat about that is I get to see just how important these bilingual kids are to their families. They often joke with me, apologizing for parents or grandparents not speaking English yet. I try to let them know how much I appreciate their help, and I commend them for being such an asset to their parents.