He came around from behind the cash register and rolled toward us in his wheelchair real fast, long hair lifting off his shoulders in the breeze. Vin was another old Army pal of Bernie’s, had a massive upper body and below that a lower body easily covered by a small blanket. They shook hands, Bernie’s hand, which normally looked so big, lost in Vin’s. “What’s doin’?” Vin said, reaching into his pocket and tossing a biscuit my way. I was ready, caught it in midair.
(from A Fistful of Collars)
4 Comments on “Memorial Day”
Greetings!
Thank you to all those who served and gave their lives for us.
I like this audio book cover a lot!
A very pretty day in this neck of the woods.
Good day to all!
A day of gratitude and contemplation. No parades necessary.
Some gave their all. One had bone spurs.
Kinda sounds like Cadet Bone Spurs served. He didn’t.