About the middle of this last week, the final year of my 20’s made its grand debut. While I did refrain from frantically checking for grey hairs, I must admit feeling a little shell shocked. In only another 360 odd days, I’d be completing my third decade! Not exactly ancient but certainly no longer a…
The Weirdness of it All
“Hi Panga de la Panga,” he said into his little cardboard phone with the numbers inked in with my messy writing, “I’ll call you back later. I’m in gospel meeting.” His little bare abs flexed as he reached over to situate his “phone” horizontally, propped up against a bunch of hymn books. He was quite…
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