We all have people, places, and things that trigger special memories. For some, a song could stir up those feelings. Or perhaps, it’s a smell. For me, a late-night conversation in a Hooters parking lot changed my life forever. And even though that parking lot was in Indianapolis, I think about that memory every time I see a Hooters restaurant sign. And this memory has nothing to do with Buffalo wings or short shorts…
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