Would you rather ...?  Features Column  Photo by Vicki Harris
Photo by Vicki Harris  For a car filled with four teenagers and
a middle-aged couple headed north, it was remarkably quiet. I
settled back in the passenger’s seat and contemplated my
choices. Should I take a nap and risk my husband making an
“emergency” stop at Bass Pro Shop when I’m not looking, or stay
awake and comment on his driving whenever applicable?  I chose
to stay awake. He just loves it when I tell him how to drive.
Not far into the trip I began to hear questions arising from the
middle seat, each one like the next in that they all started
with the same three words. Would you rather ...  “Hey, I
remember this game,” I said. We used to play it in high school.
Only difference was, back then we would come up with the
questions, scribble them on scraps of paper and pass them around
the classroom when the teacher wasn’t looking. No fancy cell
phones on which to look up questions, which is where they were
coming from this particular afternoo