by Bella Rum
I made a mistake in the previous post. I wrote about a Vietnam vet that H met in Home Depot. In telling HIS story I made a typo. H pointed it out to me a few minutes ago. I mistakenly wrote, “H was a forward observer.” I meant to write “He” was a forward observer. It is his story, not H’s. I’ve corrected it. Unlike most politicians, I take full responsibility for my errors, and correct them as soon as someone is brave enough to point them out to me, a rare event, indeed.
Honesty is my trademark. Have I ever mentioned that I was an exotic dancer in my younger days? Gentlemen from three states away came to watch my moves. I can see that smirk on your face.