I heard there was a death in the family of a woman who babysat my kids when they were young. She's in her nineties so needless to say she still has her landline and the same phone number but it took me several attempts to finally kick the number out of storage, my brain had to go so far back I thought I was going to tip over backwards. Just think how bad off we are if we leave our cells phones at home and needed to call a family member or friend for assistance...though you have to stop and think even if I had a number in my head to call is there really pay phones around anymore.
Your story of your sister reminded me of a family picnic about four, five years back. It was a impromptu type of event early in the spring, the ground was still quite wet, there was a lot of mud around the lagoon still from flooding. We had taken a small tabletop grill in case we couldn't find a picnic table with a grill by it. Which was exactly what happened, seems we weren't the only one's anxious to get out. My son took the grill by the legs off the table down to the lagoon so he could pour some water over the coals to put them out. He slipped on the mud and fell backwards, luckily he realized he was going down and threw the grill away from him but he landed head to toe in the mud, thick mud, when he raised up he looked like the monster from the lagoon, it was terribly hard not to laugh and most of us didn't until everyone at the other tables around us broke into hysterical laughing. There wasn't a inch on his back side that wasn't covered in mud. Everyone who drove there then said well he's not riding home with me...needless to say I got stuck with that.
Lol great story, I once sat on a grill whilst camping, I must have been 4 or 5, you never forget them moments.