Leather Lace
A good number of years ago, there was a bar that I hung out in most nights, when I wasn’t working. It was sixty miles from my house, so when I went there, I always got a motel room across the street. The bar was a small place compared to most in town but it was home. It had country music from a four-piece band every night except Sunday, when they were closed. The people were friendly and the beer was cold, what else could you ask for? Most of the people that were regulars there, including...