And finally, because earlier posts didn’t lend themselves to this content, here is an Atlanta wrap-up. Overall, despite the loooong road out, I give this
Tag: Retirement
Just Past the Two Apple Trees, More Unanswered Questions
I was starting to think flatlanders aren’t supposed to find it: the Atlanta cemetery, the final resting place of Dutch Em, that is. Don’t get
Dear Sean of the South,
So I have to admit blogging is not only hard work but also discouraging. Writing your heart out day in and day out is a
Atlanta, According to Arnold
The sign said Atlanta was just ahead. We were thirsty and tired of riding in the truck and looking forward to a rest stop and
Retired for Reals, Act 2, Day 1, Part 3
Supercuts with Sadie… I wanted to ask if she had experience in mature lady haircuts, but thought that might have been offensive. And then remembered how I was open on Monday to new things. So, what the heck. I acted like I didn’t notice that we’re different…
Retired For Reals: Act 2, Day I, Part 2
I don’t really know much about Cord except that he was very personable, and seemed to enjoy his job and customers. He’s probably in his mid-twenties, tanned, and tatooed. I couldn’t see what was inked on his chest since it was only just peeking playfully out from under a muscle shirt that mostly covered by a short sleeved cotton shirt that wasn’t quite a Hawaiian shirt, but came close. Cord wasn’t bad looking and I knew that a surface conversation would be best.
