Today, Fred and his youngest son and his wife attended this morning’s mass. They gave Maw a hug. The old fart smiled and said to me: “Your [new] haircut makes you looks like a Hollywood movie star.” And he pat me on the back slightly. Two days ago, he sat behind Maw and me. I guess he got lonely or something after his bug-eyed, blob of a wife passed away one year ago.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!
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