My dad, a former gas station mechanic, says it’s not the gas station’s fault the price of gas is so high. He’d like to take a mallet to the heads of Mobil, Shell, BP, Exxon….
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. From your kid who still remembers how you screamed when gas went up to 79 cents a gallon.
Reader on the left, second row: that was me in grad school during summer session. Except I read Henry James’ “The Bostonians,” Ralph Ellison’s “Invisible Man,” and “The Education of Henry Adams.” I managed to come out of that summer as pale as I had been over the winter.
Gavin wrote this one himself. I suspect he has a lot of personal experience dealing with this, even if he’s not rockin’ a guitar.