Wyoming Tad

“Nothing,” I said from the drivers seat, to some [1.] kid, “is illegal. In the State we’re in.”

“Then, we crossed.”

Excuse me, I thought to myself, “Get down!”

Loud booming, followed by a fishtail on the I-80.

“Do you know why Iowa is the Corn Husker state?”

They did not.


The kid said nothing.


I said nothing.

“He loved them,” thrown from a moving vehicle. “Heart!”

  1. Some squid’s kid! Who cares. Temporary additional duty. Brenden. I think. I was Tuesday? Very few people in the Naval Service knew that.