August 2018

Truck stop angel

It’s the middle of the night, her car has died and she’ll miss her flight. How will she ever make her son’s wedding?

When my son married some time ago, I promised him I’d be at his wedding in St. Petersburg, Florida. My journey there from where I lived at the time in a small town in New Mexico was quite interesting. I left my home at midnight to drive the six hours to Denver to catch a flight to Tampa at 9:00 a.m. the morning of the wedding. 

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