I was well along in my adult life, and thought I knew everything I needed to know, when Tom Flagg introduced me to the bent nail can. “You’re not throwing those out?” he exclaimed one day as I was doing exactly that – throwing away a handful of bent.
Yesterday, a Texas rug customer, staying at the Spouter Inn, said it was 104 in Houston. I slept under a blanket last night and with windows wide open. Rush hour in front of my house consists of five or six pick-ups tearing down to catch the early.