Driving my new 1972 Oldsmobile Cutlass, I steered its long front end into the carpet and tile store.
Actually, the Olds wasn’t new, but it was new to me. The person I was about to meet was also new to me. His name was Dennis.
He worked full time as an Ashdown, Arkansas, city cop. The carpet store was a part-time gig. At least then it was part-time.
I also worked multiple jobs. Disc jockey, grocery store employee, and photographer. On this day ...
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