*****Here’s how the day started. When I stopped at the Whataburger, I removed the cord, expecting to use my laptop inside to make a motel reservation. The day folded into night, and I was on the phone Sept. 1 with Whataburger managers. Admitting to a plague of terminal dementia, I feverishly dialed up Whataburger unit #427. No apps were involved, and am forever indebted to Whataburger and its wonderful 75 years of wonderful service and great burgers!….