I was pulling out when I saw a young woman and child in the yard waving at me so I pulled back in and explained that it was all they had. Don't you want to come in and see her, she asked. That's when I slammed the door on my finger and hollered SHIT. Next step is to ice that baby down. It's the bird finger on my other hand opposite where I dislocated the same one so I'm sure arthritis will have me by the middle finger soon.
Anywho, my buddy Kevin came to and shared about all his adventures like dog burying ( can I relate! ) and Mondays are crazy. My friendship with him began many years ago at First United Methodist Church in Youth Club. He came with his buddies and is now a devout Nazarene.
I love it when that happens ~