One of my new kids from the Community School is a young man named Cash. He’s a cute kid and with a name like that he should be quite the cowboy ladies man. The problem is, he’s kind of forgetful, so his mom walks up to my drivers window every afternoon at Barrels and Bins and hands me his punch card.
Today she mentioned that in looking the punch card over she discovered that the card was printed just for her boy!
Very clever Misty…