wolfgang brinck front porch


So what happened was this: I was sitting on my front porch on first street wearing my insulated camo hunting overalls. I had a fire going in the Weber and was just kind of sitting and watching the night when this guy walks by in the alley and says hi. I says hi to him and he disappears. Ten minutes later he comes back down the alley with a McDonald's bag in his hand. When he gets even with my front porch, he stops and asks me if I would like a cheeseburger. I tell him, thanks, I just ate. And he walks on. I guess he must have thought I was homeless, sitting out trying to keep warm with the fire in the Weber. Just goes to show you, there's still some nice people around.