'Twas a Rough Week

Mustang Diaries Archive on April 8, 2010, 22:25

It was Friday morning when a weary City Boy came through the door after working the night shift. If I'd picked up my phone and checked messages received, I'd have noticed one that came through in the middle of the night from him saying, "I'm Okay"...but I didn't. So when he walked in with the weight of the world on his shoulders, unresponsive to my usual morning cheer, I had no idea why.

If you live in the northwest, even down into Oregon and beyond, you undoubtedly heard about the oil refinery explosion. This is where my City Boy works, and it's where he was, and where he was called