We stood on a
recently poured concrete slab, talking.
Just two of us. Me and a sheet
metal worker at the center of a newly erected red-iron and corrugated metal structure.
The sheet metal
worker’s family had recently experienced a tragedy. An untimely death.
“My family…” The sheet metal worker tailed-off his
conversation and shook his head, seemingly wounded by his own thoughts. “It’s always been a struggle for us. Last year, for the first time since all us
kids grew up, we were all living together under the same roof at my
sister’s. She didn’t have any trees
around her house, so we went and bought a nice pine tree. We planted it, and then the neighbor’s goat
came over and ate it.”
—Mitchell Hegman
No comments:
Post a Comment