Posted on March 27, 2008. Filed under: Family, Short stories, Uncategorized | Tags: arcade games, corner store, pac man, pops, shoelace, Short story |
Pops didn’t talk much.
At least not to me. Not in the beginning anyway. Not until the end. And then the things he said taught me something. I wasn’t expecting that from him.
I grew up in a small town in southern Idaho. A hick town you might say. Dad worked at the paper. He made decent [...]
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