Thursday, August 14, 2008
Possibly Part 1 of a Series
So Mrs. Buck and I were sitting outside Mary Coyle's Tuesday night, enjoying some homemade ice cream, when we noticed a young African-American man walking down the opposite side of the street. He was clean-shaven, with medium-length dreadlocks. He was also shirtless, and wearing his black sweatpants in the style of the time, which meant they were so far below his waist we could see the silver track shorts he had on under them. He had on some odd-looking red suede heavy shoe/workboots, and was texting on his cellphone as he walked. In his other hand, he was carrying a hammer.