I stopped by Kroger Monday to stock up for the polar vortex. When I get to the dairy section—we keep the yogurt section in business—three workers are pulling inventory as fast as possible.
Odes To Joy
The year is 2006, winter, second semester of my senior year of college. My brother, Troy, and Heather, my to-be sister-in-law, were out of town, returning in the wee hours of the morning. Troy asked me to go to the house and check on their newly adopted dog, Harley.