On January 16th, two years ago, I had 86 Subscribers. I was so close to 100, it hurt…now I’m so close to 900 it hurts. I’m hoping I hit 1000 by my birthday in March. Anyway, I’d come across the picture of an old, blind man, sitting in his bathrobe, wearing the felt liners out of winter boots for slippers, and spitting his chewing tobacco into an old coffee can. Once upon a time, he’d been a world class boxer. Now he was blind from all the punches he’d taken.
That picture inspired this story…