SideLines: McDonalds and memories of youth
I was sitting in McDonald’s, minding my own business, when a group of girls came in. There were five of them, about 12 or 13 years old. From the minute they came in, you couldn’t help noticing them. They were loud and giggling, the way some girls that age can be. They weren’t being obnoxious or rude; they were just excited young girls.