6-6-21
Another Sunday. I don’t remember much of it. We have a new car. It is quickly just becoming a part of the house. It has to be since we’re not really relying on the Ford for anything more than a metal horse. Even then, at least you can tell at a look if a horse is about to die. With a car you just have to listen to it groan before the inevitable, uncomfortable silence. I appreciate Gloria for what they were and what they allowed us. I do not shrug off their importance, but rather accept that it has found hold somewhere else.
-E.B.
Ed Boy 