Glossy put his shovel back on his shoulder. “Remember when people used to have to take medicine to lower their cholesterol level?”
Glossy put the point of his shovel on the ground but did not dig. “I remember when children used to cry when they were hungry,” replied Candy.
“I got one. Remember when the Space Shuttle used to launch, and no one ever noticed it?” responded Glossy.
Candy shoved the shovel into the ground. “I remember when dogs didn’t try to rip your arm off if you got too close to them.”
“Remember when the biggest crisis in America was who was going to win American idol?” Glossy countered.
“I remember when the fleas used to stay on the pets. I’m really friggin’ sick of wearing a goddam flea collar,” Candy spat, then threw the dirt and foam behind him.
“Remember when, if you wanted to, you could unload a clip of ammo on a stationary target that wasn’t trying to eat you?” Glossy continued.
“I remember when I could walk through Armory Square without carrying a baseball bat,” retorted Candy.
“Remember back in the aughts or the naughts, or whatever they called that decade that started with a zero? Remember the nine percent unemployment? Ninety people in a thousand could sit around a collect a check while they looked for something to do? Remember when home values plummeted, credit disappeared, and the automakers went out of business? Remember the swine flu?”
“I remember when Cunegund didn’t try to rip my face off when I’d kiss her. I remember that we’ve got a ditch to dig. Why do you have to keep bringing up the past?”
“It’s just… It’s just… I miss the old days.”
“Excellent insight.” Candy tossed another spadeful of dirt. “But we’ve got a sewage drainage ditch to dig.”