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Despite it having been decades since my mother taught elementary school, she says she still likes Fridays, as they remind her of how relieved her friendly teaching colleagues felt when all the little people cleared out. She would walk home, then head over to the hair salon run by the gossip broker of the town. As another relative put it, "She carried tales." No kidding; no one in our little town could peep without this woman finding out and relaying it. It was like something out of a not so benign Mayberry, U.S.A. episode. My mother claims she doesn't remember going there for the juicy tidbits, but that it did have such a reputation. Kind of like a face-to-face internet; smalltown Gawker.