Driving home from golf league, I noticed he was just finishing for the day. I stopped, asked if I could take a picture, and got the look that says “of what crazy man?” But he nodded and said “sure, go ahead.”

Standing behind me, he asked why I was taking a picture of his truck. I told him I was taking a picture of the fire. If I see his truck after golf league Monday, I’ll drop a copy on the seat.

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