Richard H. Stout, Grove City, PA
Walking through a state park near Miami, my wife and I saw a Cuban family enjoying a picnic as half a dozen raccoons begged for handouts. The family responded by tossing them bits of food and saying repeatedly, "Oye, chico, ven aca." (C'mere, boy.") I later confessed to my wife that my first reaction was: That's silly. Raccoons don't speak Spanish.