At the end of this farm lane, I'd dismounted, taking snaps of the sunrise on
my way home from coffee this morning.
I failed to notice the black truck, the frayed wifebeater Hanes, the empty gunrack, the heads of two pits in the front seat with him!
Until it was nearly too late.
Naw, he brings down his two kids and waits with them to catch the school bus.
Major T
