Once when I was a kid, we were in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area with Mom and Aunt S.  and had stopped to ask for directions.   A lady in a convenience store told us to look for a street called WOOF KNOW.  She kept on saying it in a really funny way.  We had no idea what she was talking about.  Finally, we came upon this street and knew we’d found our way:


When Julie and I drove down this street on Friday, I had to get a photo.  We laughed a lot about the WOOF KNOW story and how Aunt S. says WOOF KNOW like the lady who gave us directions.   🙂