My Father-in-Law Told Me to Leave the Men’s Talk, But His Marine Son Saw My Army Jacket and Exposed Who I Really Was

just because he was that kind of person. Either way, he was a safe port in the particular storm that Fourth of July barbecues had always been.

I didn’t make it to Rick.

Gerald stepped into my path with a beer in one hand and tongs in the other and a grin that had been perfected over decades of being the biggest personality in whatever room he occupied.continue reading …