My son notices a typo on a sign. I’m so proud.
A few years ago, in Niagara Falls for an Irish Dance competition, we stopped at a hydraulic power museum. My son spotted what was wrong with this sign. Similar:In August, 2002, I was blogging about ebook readers and email in teaching; how urban legen…In August, 2002, I was blogging about …AcademiaDogmeat and I may yet win…


