Broken bicycles, old busted chains
Rusted handlebars, out in the rain.
Somebody must have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody wants anymore…
The day following my return from our NYC reunion trip, I was signed up as a chaperone on the 5th grade field trip to the Fort Worth. It was one of those scheduling snafus where you only look at the date of the event to see if you’re free, and neglect to look at the activity level of the day before. But as those things often do, it turned out to be a gift in disguise. Oaks and I made a Mama date of the drive to Fort Worth with a quick stop at the Starbucks in Sundance Square before arriving at the museum.
It was the perfect chance to catch up after being away for a week.
At the museum, …