I Saw a Biker Steal a Wheelchair From a Crying Old Woman Outside Walmart

man in an Army uniform with his arm around a pretty woman in a sundress.

“That’s my Donald. 1966. Two weeks before he shipped out to Vietnam.”

“He came home?”

“He came home. We had thirty-four years together after that. Got married in 1968. Had a son named David in 1971. Lost David to leukemia when he was nine.”

Her voice didn’t crack on that part. Like continue reading …