The shower swept through around 2 AM. I woke and listened to the sound of wind and water buffeting my house. If it were daylight, I would imagine a gleeful child aiming a garden hose at the windows and siding.
“Been cowboyin’ lately?” The question came from a young farmer named Josh. He and an older man were checking out a 1949 Ford pickup for sale across the street from the local farm store...
My dad used to say, “Never trust a man who drives a clean truck.” He was referring to pickups that hauled bales of hay as opposed to bags of groceries. He was never impressed by jacked-up rigs with chrome bumpers. This son of his followed his lead...
Someone once said, “Fishing requires patience. Fishing with children requires a saint.” I witnessed the truth of this saying when my youngest nephew brought his two oldest children, ages 7 and 5, to fish at my pond...