A 6-month old speaks on the bus, a preacher asks the meaning of life, & a sandwich artist beams…
~Wednesday~ In an anomaly, the 7:45 bus was not early, and in fact didn’t come until 7:55. When taking a seat on the bus, I always put my bags—a laptop bag and a soft-sided briefcase, both black—in the window seat and I take the aisle seat. That’s as much as I ever think about it, … Read more