When I was about 4 or 5 years old, my dad took me to the mall in Rochester. I always had fun when I went there. Sometimes we would visit a little health food store and my dad would buy me a candy bar. Those candy bars were 100% good-for-you, and delicious! Another thing I loved was watching a neat display in the mall. It was made up of colored balls tumbling around a kind of maze. I wondered how they could keep going without ever stopping. Another interesting thing was the train. It was made up of around a dozen kid-size passenger cars, and one lead car for the engineer. The lucky kid who got to ride in the lead car also got to ring the bell that hung inside the car. I always wanted to ride in the lead car and ring the bell, but I never got a chance. Finally, one day, it was empty. Yeah! I quickly climbed on board and closed the door. The train started up, and I reached for the bell, but it was broken. As the train went around and around the tracks, my dad shouted,"Ring the bell! Ring the bell!" He couldn't hear me yell back that it was broken. Nuts. The one time I got to be a conductor, and the bell had to be broken! Although, that must have been the reason the conductor's car was empty that one time!