GranDaddy/FryDaddy
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
This
is the original Bob Bell. He’s 93, he dresses like a cool guy in his
twenties, and he’s taken up frying recently. He lights a Yankee Candle
when you arrive, offers you a breakfast beer, and tells you about his
recent egg supply from his lazy chickens. Goats bleat in the backyard,
Abby the blind dog bumps into your knees, smacks into the legs of the
table. He’s a welder and bought a new snow plow last year, installing it
without aid on his truck. He also just bought a brand new red car. Last
week he mailed me a twenty dollar bill.
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