I guess Dad started taking me to town with him to keep Mom off his case for stopping for a beer snd to chat with his old Cronies. The first few years were LOTS of fun. He’d let me run the Street(singlular) ,While he drank 6 or 9 beers and shot up three bucks worth of pool balls.I would stay in site of the bar and help him to the truck or Drive it home which ever I could talk him into. (more…)