Gathering of the Men
I’m sitting here working on a beautiful Saturday afternoon and the men of the neighborhood are across the street at Matt’s place playing with his new boat. Of course, the battery was dead so they spent a little time getting it a jump start. It just fired up and I looked out my garage door window to see them all leaning over and staring at the engine with that oh so familiar look that men get when a fat Chevy engine catches and takes off. I wish I was there. Maybe later.
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