Stories from the tall grass prairie in the Kansas Flint Hills.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Truly, Times Are Hard
Friday afternoon at 17th and Gage, Santa Claus turned the corner in front of me. He was driving a beat up roofing truck, ladders rattling in the overhead racks. Either driving that rig is cheaper than the magic reindeer, or the old boy is holding down two jobs in this economy.