Four years ago today, August 22, 2018 was a hot August day in central Louisiana. I was still working as a sheriff's deputy. I had already planned to retire on April 1, 2019, but hadn't told anyone except for Belle.
That afternoon, a snow cone truck pulled in to the parking lot, and I could not resist.
Has it only been four years? Yeah, but it seems like I lived a lifetime since that day. Since then, I've run an ill-fated political race, lived through Covid, and increased my volunteer work.
That may be the last snow cone I ever ate. The flavor? Blue bubblegum.
2 comments:
You looked like you were enjoying yourself!
Congrats!!!!
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