Mark was sitting outside the grocery store hawking newspapers so I pulled the car over and walked over to purchase one. He saw me and said hello in the manner Barney Rubble typically greeted Fred Flintstone. I paid him a sawbuck for the paper. Next to him rested his worldly possessions and coffee-table book titled
I feel that because of your writing we are all invested in these humans. Grateful!
Wow!!🥲