One Night On The Side Of The Road
Written for OLWG – #303 In those days, not too far off Route 1, there was an old milk truck that someone had converted into a lean-to shelter. The faded logo of a cow sittin’ on a rainbow could still be made out on the side. Inside were a few improvised plank beds, and right outside of the opening was a large fire pit with the hood of an old car propped up as a heat reflector. Past the road was…












