Last of the omniscients
After spending six weeks with my dad, I always thought I would have enough material to do an la Dreams of My Father memoir. But really, I find myself coming up with only one major bullet point repeatedly. That, there is a an entire generation of folk, my father being a proud constituent, who are […]
Thank You Megan
She had just finished dealing with a bunch of drunk guys who swung by to pick up more beer. She had been standing her post for over nine hours and her eyes conveyed her exhaustion. I could tell she was counting the minutes to the end of her shift, ready to head home and delve […]