When the time comes, be sure there’s something to retire to
“They may say I can’t sing, but they can never say I didn’t sing.”
– Florence Foster Jenkins.
I was a bachelor over the weekend. My wife Beth was in Columbus at a horse show, just killing it, while I languished at home in The Land with the dogs. Much of what a summer typically includes has been stolen by the traitorous behavior of my “good hip.” Where my left hip only …