by Bob Walsh
I
have a grand nephew named Rhys. He is (obviously) much younger than
me. He is also taller and more flexible. He is also bored hanging
around the house with his kid brother, four women and a passel of dogs.
So he does not object to coming over to my place and earning some
pocket money.
Sunday
morning he helped me install a new radio in my 65 Mustang. The old one
died and it is hard to get your cruise on without any tunes. And he is
much better at "bend, stretch, reach" than I am any more.
So
any way now I have some tunes and perhaps we will cruise out and get
some burgers or something. Some days go well, even if they are not
totally smooth. (Getting the ground anchored properly was a bitch.)
1 comment:
The ground is always a bitch. I usually wind up putting a sheet metal screw into a likely metal object.
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