This story doesn’t have a moral. Nineteen years ago today, I was working at a travel club in Portsmouth, NH and thinking that life wasn’t all that bad. After a series of manual labor-ish jobs through high school and college, […]
This story doesn’t have a moral. Nineteen years ago today, I was working at a travel club in Portsmouth, NH and thinking that life wasn’t all that bad. After a series of manual labor-ish jobs through high school and college, […]