Nostalgia

I opened the gate at four-thirty in the morning so my father didn’t have to waste time and energy getting out of his truck. “Morning, daddy,” I said as he guided his truck and trailer through the gate. He waited for me to close the iron doors and hop into the front seat. The headlamp […]

Nostalgia

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