Bill Kelly
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Madness of Rage
"How's your beer?" "I'm good." It had become the phrase that we spoke to each other, mostly manners but really just a habit. Mike and I were playing cribbage and drinking beer in my kitchen. When lockdown came it would break up the monotony of him sitting at home. We would play a couple of games and talk about different things. I would tell him stories from my past. He mostly talked about his kids or his family. He had been a bit distracted the last couple of times he had been over. His Mom had recently lost a foot to diabetes. She was slowly getting back to normal after getting out of the hospital. She was going to get a prosthesis fitted and Mike and his step-dad had made some modifications to the apartment to ease her day.
By Bill Kelly3 years ago in Confessions