About three weeks have passed since I met a man while filling up the tank of my 1974 lime green Pinto with 8-track player. Have you seen me driving around the city? By the way, want to thank Dornan and Clarice who were kind enough to push me out of the Timberland/Chestnut intersection last Saturday.
The man with the Arkansas license plate on his vehicle started complaining about nothing to do here. "Been visiting relatives for four days", he said. Must have been his wife in the front seat with his two children in the back. 10 years old I'm guessing. He continued his calm rant by telling me that in the small Arkansas community where he resided, there were far more attractions to attend. His disdain for the word "Lufkin" was evident, almost as if he had just swallowed a grasshopper.