“I jus’ spoke wit’ the Goodwill manager and he said he gon’ be here in 45 minutes,” Randy had called from his rolled down window. “That was 25 minutes ago.”
So instead of freezing in my car for 25 minutes, I decided to freeze in Randy’s truck, enjoying at least the proverbial warmth that comes from fresh conversation with a stranger.
Randy, is a hearty, affable, and almost lanky man with a full, brown-red beard. When he talks, one leather-gloved hand gestures around emphatically and the other drags a Continue reading